Lirik Lagu Ghetto Dayz - Tyrese
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(feat. The Game, Kurupt)
[Intro]Yea, rightCompton, South Central Watts, Longbeach, Engelwood(I'm reminiscing bout my ghetto dayz)West Coast for life, live and die for this shit(I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)
When i was young living life on the run,Eleven years old real life no goals,Sneaking little sips in the cut,Before they even called me Kurupt,Ridin down the block so ima tell you how i grew up,I was always in the mix, too young for sticksTy tell em about that Watts experience
In Watts, a nigga couldn't wait for the summer timeBack yard barbeque yea that'll free your mind,We stayed fallin of them ice cream trucks,All my niggas nickel baging it and hustling bucks,You could catch me in the middle of the streetsSlap boxing with my nigga Porky,And as i take you down my memory laneI'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayzLet em know
Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)
I aint changed nigga, Im just busyFuck bein broke nigga, I'm filthyGot a problem wit me holla at me I'll be back in 6 monthsI'm on the road gettin my money upAnd I remember all the young soldiers in the hoodTryin to gang bang slingin nickel bagsScreamin money aint a thing, for realI know exactly how yall feelI'm reppin black and brown prideWest Side til I die
I got a lot of rider in meI was thinkin, couple years older14 smokin and drinkinThinkin bout uncle jame's armyThe old folks love itI'm just gettin up in the gameAnd gang bang bubblyCrinshaws crackin, durin the day got schwinnsOn sundays watchin all the big homies spinI won't danceCuz thats all I seeThats like the armyThats all you can be
I used to love feedin polices and cheap coastWatch me jump up in the pushAnd play hide and go get it I'm wit itAnd all the hoodrats used to hold us down on the blockReminiscin bout my first piece of cock
Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)
Truth is I ran way when I was 5 years oldRan til my And 1's had holes in the solesI had 3 silk shirts, 2 pairs of jeboseSpent the night at boo's house, we was sharin his clothesMoms left me out in the coldWorst that that my man took 5 shots and aint lose his soulI was livin w/ a blind man's visionAnd no matter how hard I tried, I could never see prisonAnd to all my dead homies, we don't pour rout liquorWe just poke our chests out, and say we miss ya niggasWe was scared of gang bangers, walked to school in groupsArgued who was the best MC, Ice Cube or SnoopDamn, I miss my ghetto dayzWhether it was Coca Cola or straight cokeWe found a wayHey and the memories of EZ and PacCalifornia we all we got
Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)
I remember when I used to say I wanna rap and singAll my niggas used to laugh at meBut now, I'm on top of my gameBut now, it aint a damn thing changedGhetto superstar to coca colaAll my people locked down, got nothin but love for yaStay strong, cuz I know it aint easyCome home, cuz we miss ya on the streetsSweet ladies how you gonna act like thatIts your baby boy holla backSo let me take you down my memory laneReminiscin bout my ghetto dayz
Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)
[Intro]Yea, rightCompton, South Central Watts, Longbeach, Engelwood(I'm reminiscing bout my ghetto dayz)West Coast for life, live and die for this shit(I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)
When i was young living life on the run,Eleven years old real life no goals,Sneaking little sips in the cut,Before they even called me Kurupt,Ridin down the block so ima tell you how i grew up,I was always in the mix, too young for sticksTy tell em about that Watts experience
In Watts, a nigga couldn't wait for the summer timeBack yard barbeque yea that'll free your mind,We stayed fallin of them ice cream trucks,All my niggas nickel baging it and hustling bucks,You could catch me in the middle of the streetsSlap boxing with my nigga Porky,And as i take you down my memory laneI'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayzLet em know
Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)
I aint changed nigga, Im just busyFuck bein broke nigga, I'm filthyGot a problem wit me holla at me I'll be back in 6 monthsI'm on the road gettin my money upAnd I remember all the young soldiers in the hoodTryin to gang bang slingin nickel bagsScreamin money aint a thing, for realI know exactly how yall feelI'm reppin black and brown prideWest Side til I die
I got a lot of rider in meI was thinkin, couple years older14 smokin and drinkinThinkin bout uncle jame's armyThe old folks love itI'm just gettin up in the gameAnd gang bang bubblyCrinshaws crackin, durin the day got schwinnsOn sundays watchin all the big homies spinI won't danceCuz thats all I seeThats like the armyThats all you can be
I used to love feedin polices and cheap coastWatch me jump up in the pushAnd play hide and go get it I'm wit itAnd all the hoodrats used to hold us down on the blockReminiscin bout my first piece of cock
Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)
Truth is I ran way when I was 5 years oldRan til my And 1's had holes in the solesI had 3 silk shirts, 2 pairs of jeboseSpent the night at boo's house, we was sharin his clothesMoms left me out in the coldWorst that that my man took 5 shots and aint lose his soulI was livin w/ a blind man's visionAnd no matter how hard I tried, I could never see prisonAnd to all my dead homies, we don't pour rout liquorWe just poke our chests out, and say we miss ya niggasWe was scared of gang bangers, walked to school in groupsArgued who was the best MC, Ice Cube or SnoopDamn, I miss my ghetto dayzWhether it was Coca Cola or straight cokeWe found a wayHey and the memories of EZ and PacCalifornia we all we got
Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)
I remember when I used to say I wanna rap and singAll my niggas used to laugh at meBut now, I'm on top of my gameBut now, it aint a damn thing changedGhetto superstar to coca colaAll my people locked down, got nothin but love for yaStay strong, cuz I know it aint easyCome home, cuz we miss ya on the streetsSweet ladies how you gonna act like thatIts your baby boy holla backSo let me take you down my memory laneReminiscin bout my ghetto dayz
Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)Let me take you back ooooooo (I'm reminiscin bout my ghetto dayz)
