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Lirik Lagu Growing Up - Young Turk

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[Mickey]I ain't nothin but a hustler, I raised like thatPumpin gas or pumpin crack, we was paid like thatOl' G's taught us game, we was made like thatCross tha family, ya get sprayed wit a macLaid flatMy uncle was sellin crack, my father was smokinMe and brother didn't like tha way my mother was (?)So we promised to get my momma outBetta car, betta houseAnd if daddy ain't gettin shit togetha, fuck it, a betta spouseI know what this ghetto bout, I live that lifeNo heat, no light at tha crib at nightStay strapped , gat attached next to my ribs at nightCause them fiends'll try to steal yo lifeMuthafucka this ChicagoEverything I live for, I die forCash Money tha click I'll ride forYeah, they showed me love when them label wasn't fuckin wit meNow tha whole workld in love wit MickeyCash Money Millionaires nigga
[Hook(Turk)]Growing up was hard in them project bricksI ain't gone even lie dawg I ain't neva had shitIt was hard dawg wit out a father figureGive it up to my mom cuz she stood tall nigga
[Christina]Nigga I'm from city where niggaz gang bang and shitUp on tha corner drinkin henny, tryna hang and shitI tote em quick and make chickens get overTha first bitch in my gone get knocked tha fuck overShit I'm not playin, them bullets gone start sprayinStart prayin, cuz gats gone start sprayinStop panicin, stayin calm to I bomb out this ghettoLeg, back, arms, ice up to tha elbowRock Fenni, bitches envy me up in tha ghettoSlimmy's pack simmy's, squeeze 50 in tha ghettoTote Gucchi coats, toast toast in they thoartHit tha roach, don't smoke, it'll have u senseless in tha ghettoCuz niggaz will beat u senseless in tha ghettoI'm glad I moved my mom to tha ponds, out tha palms of tha ghettoTrue divas neva settle for tha ghettoCome on, and that's real Cash Money nigga
[Hook]
[Turk]Three sons and a momma, growin up was hard