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  • Текст песни Krayzie Bone F/ O - The Ghetto



    [Krayzie]
    Kill me, son
    Yo, it's on
    Come follow me to the ghetto
    (Dedicated to the hustlers)
    Come follow me to the ghetto
    (Hustlers in the hood)
    Come follow me to the ghetto
    (To the projects)

    1 - Come follow me to the ghetto
    But this ain't a place that everybody can go
    (You got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)
    Come follow me to the ghetto
    No this ain't the place that everybody can go
    (I say you got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)

    Come follow me to the ghetto
    But this ain't a place that everybody can go
    (You got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)
    Come follow me to the ghetto
    Nope this ain't the place that everybody can go
    (I say you got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)

    What a wonderful day off in the neighborhood
    G-double O-D good mornin' to ya
    (Wake up) get up, hey there, whassup?
    Let's take a stroll through this place we call home
    And everybody be knowin' your name
    The PJ, where we tryin' to survive
    Of all our good times after workin' all day
    So we hangin' all night, drinkin'
    Feelin' all right from the love in our community
    You're a friend to me keepin' it real
    Is what we done to get by day
    You watch my back, you back is got
    What a nigga from, it's like that
    It ain't all good, then again, it ain't all bad
    It's hard times, but some of the best times we don' had
    Now can you feel me?

    Repeat 1

    And I gotta give my love to the projects nigga, feel me
    We should let him know we ain't forgot
    It's about this on your block
    When they got a fist full a rocks, runnin' from the cops
    Keepin' it real, they try to come up with a hundred dollar bill
    If not, anything to get a meal is all right
    It's all about that bank roll
    Cuz when you're broke low, only the strongest survive
    I know people who vanish, so just do what you need
    Just demand to sit public or when they get business
    And if it's illegal, just play with your fears
    I hope I'm forgiven for robbin' and stealin'
    Stickin' your butts up for 50s and 20s
    Dollars, quarters, shit, even pennies, it don't make a difference
    I'm hungry, just give me, y'all feel that?
    Casualtie's caps get peeled back
    It's wild down here where we live at
    Real quick you could get killed, that's the way it goes
    You never know
    Givin' my peace to hustlers strugglin' in the ghetto, ah
    Tryin' to make that money, what we'll do to make that money

    Repeat 1

    What you know about hard time?
    What you know about the hard time?
    What they know about hard time?
    Say, what you know about that hard time?
    I can feel it, feel it

    Hard time
    What they know about the hard time?
    What they know about hard time?
    Say, what you know about that hard time?
    I can feel it, feel it

    [O]
    Supercat told you that the ghetto's real hot
    But you's didn't listen
    So we gotta deliver another rendition
    For instance, everybody knows how it go
    1st of the Month, don't front, you did there before
    The place where random family confront you
    Cops will try to hunt you
    Cats will try to pump you and stunt you
    Nobody wants you to succeed, just fail
    The crabs in the bedroom theory
    Clearly the ghetto has it's ills, but hear me
    The streets is where I learned to chase goals instead of my tail
    Learned I wanted to sell lyrics instead of Yale
    Studio time instead of time in the cell
    I was compelled to excel
    But to appreciate heaven, gotta see hell

    Repeat 1 until end

    [Krayzie]
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Bone Thugs-n-Harmony comin' back atcha in the '99
    DJ U-Neek, Krayzie Bone
    Shouts out to my true T.H.U.G.S.
    Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
    Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
    Representin' every thug
    Every hustler
    Every ghetto
    Across the USA
    (Got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto)