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Pastor Troy - Ghetto Raised lyrics
[Police sirens]... [Hook : 4x] Ghetto raised, ghetto payed, ghetto muthafuckers die everyday Ghetto muthafuckers don't like to pray Ghetto muthafuckers just like to spray [Verse 1: (Pastor Troy)] I'm from the ghetto, Jerry Springer, BET Bout a million muthafuckers in there trapped with me Tryin' to make a little cheese, fo' these coppers back up Got a half of that butter tucked deep off in my nutts Bopping coolers muthafuckers, there's no one to impress All these niggas want to know is who yah yo the best When I get fresh, I get fresh, the ballads and all B-A double L-Y, it's not at yo' mall Southern drawed from the ghetto, my level is lower From Georgia, I'm ready, a rider, a soulja Jehovah, please help me to grow up Cause see I'm from the ghetto and I don't give a fuck [Hook : 4x] Ghetto raised, ghetto payed, ghetto muthafuckers die everyday Ghetto muthafuckers don't like to pray Ghetto muthafuckers just like to spray [Verse 2:] I make these bitches drop, thinking that we not Go and call the cops, burning up my spot Don't make me have to call, my niggas on, ya'll We gone make 'em fall, gotta spray 'em all Eleven dub nine, past me that nine Cocking back that nine, Who you said dying? All about these dollars, ghetto passed scholars Bullets make 'em holla, know we got them stoppers Take 'em to the limit, now we all in it Soon as I finish, you gone see whose winning Busting off these guns, bet I make you run Look at how we come, you don't want none Ghetto nigga [Hook : 4x] Ghetto raised, ghetto payed, ghetto muthafuckers die everyday Ghetto muthafuckers don't like to pray Ghetto muthafuckers just like to spray [Verse 3:] Everyday it's the same, waking up and blow me some Jane Wash my face and count my money and go and serve me some cane Ghetto living in my name, ghetto blood in my veins Ghetto niggas ain't gone change, ghetto niggas hang in game From Atlanta to Memphis niggas be throwin' them thangs From Maclamo to Decatur we be pushin' that bang From the G to the H-E double T-O, buckin niggas down cause it just don't go Ghetto muthafuckers living in poverty, take this if a nigga fuck wit me A semi-automatic, 2 clips or 3, teach you not to mess with me Cause it might be a tragedy, from Georgia to Tennessee You know I'm getting high putting niggas in a coma When I get to bucking, I'ma buck 'er like I wanna The repruccusion bludge in Then we gonna rush in leave the dog crying to his momma [Hook : 4x] Ghetto raised, ghetto payed, ghetto muthafuckers die everyday Ghetto muthafuckers don't like to pray Ghetto muthafuckers just like to spray |
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