Lirik Lagu Money In The Ghetto - Too Short
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Verse One:
In the ghettoYou think life is hardFood stamps and to' up carsWall to wall dirty on carpetSit in a buckethopin you can start itAnd ride around to the liquor storeCan't get a job get drunk some moreYou betta stop trippin on dem stereotypesCause in the ghetto there's a good lifeWe ain't starvin like Marvin and won't see no roachWhen ya chill wit the rich folks in the hoodYa sittin on leather watchin big screensBought by the dope fiendsSmokin, and what about the brother wit the good jobsSave money and workin hardBought a house for his wife and kidsYa only got one life to liveI know a brother dat got some cocaineYa know his face but don't know his nameYa know he got the sack manAnd he's sittin on a phat bankSellin cars at his house in the drivewayBeing so clean don't roll it just fly awayCause folks got money in the ghettoYea you know
Chorus:
Hey hey heyWhat cha got to say(It's money in the ghetto)HollywooooooodHavin money in the ghettooo
Verse Two:
Money in the ghetto ain't nothin newIt's been like dat way before youWas even born get up from the down strokeChocolate City for the black folksSay it loud in ya hot pantsMan child in the promise landI take ya back to iceberg's landAnd all the playas that came before him
If you a everyday hustler, get cha moneyCause what they do to black man ain't funnyAll the time tryin to put us the penYou get parole and then they send ya againAll the homies in the hood gettin paidYou might have left but the money stayedIn the ghetto it ain't all bout drugsGettin paid doin all kinds of stuffOnly rule on the street is don't get caughtUnless ya hustle ain't breakin the lawAnd even though rich folks got it goodWe're sittin on it phat in the hoodI'm ridin dem gold onesSmokin d
In the ghettoYou think life is hardFood stamps and to' up carsWall to wall dirty on carpetSit in a buckethopin you can start itAnd ride around to the liquor storeCan't get a job get drunk some moreYou betta stop trippin on dem stereotypesCause in the ghetto there's a good lifeWe ain't starvin like Marvin and won't see no roachWhen ya chill wit the rich folks in the hoodYa sittin on leather watchin big screensBought by the dope fiendsSmokin, and what about the brother wit the good jobsSave money and workin hardBought a house for his wife and kidsYa only got one life to liveI know a brother dat got some cocaineYa know his face but don't know his nameYa know he got the sack manAnd he's sittin on a phat bankSellin cars at his house in the drivewayBeing so clean don't roll it just fly awayCause folks got money in the ghettoYea you know
Chorus:
Hey hey heyWhat cha got to say(It's money in the ghetto)HollywooooooodHavin money in the ghettooo
Verse Two:
Money in the ghetto ain't nothin newIt's been like dat way before youWas even born get up from the down strokeChocolate City for the black folksSay it loud in ya hot pantsMan child in the promise landI take ya back to iceberg's landAnd all the playas that came before him
If you a everyday hustler, get cha moneyCause what they do to black man ain't funnyAll the time tryin to put us the penYou get parole and then they send ya againAll the homies in the hood gettin paidYou might have left but the money stayedIn the ghetto it ain't all bout drugsGettin paid doin all kinds of stuffOnly rule on the street is don't get caughtUnless ya hustle ain't breakin the lawAnd even though rich folks got it goodWe're sittin on it phat in the hoodI'm ridin dem gold onesSmokin d
