Baby Cham - Ghetto Story lyrics

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Baby Cham - Ghetto Story lyrics

INTRO: This a survival story, true ghetto story. this is my story, real ghetto story hey Verse 1: I rememba those days when hell was my home when me an mamma bed was a big peice a foam and me never like bathe and my hair never comb, when mamma gone a work me go street go roam. I remember when Donny dem take me snow cone and mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome. I remember when we visit them wid pure big stone and de bwoy Donny pop out something wey full chrome. I remember when we run Fatta get him knees blown and me best friend Richie get two inna him dome. I remember seh de Avenue turn inna war zone. And Mickie mother fly him out cause she get a loan. But Mickie go to foreign and go turn Al Capone, mek whole heap a money and sen in our own. Now a we a lock the city and that is well known. yesterday Mickey call mi pon de phone me seh Mickie. Cho: We get the ting dem, them outta luck now. We squeeze seven an de whole a dem a duck now. We have whole heap a extra clip cause we no bruck now. rah, rah, rah, rah. We get de ting dem so dem have fi rate we and we a tek it to dem wicked since lately. And now de whole community a live greatly. rah, rah, rah, rah Verse 2: I remember bout 80 Jamaica explode when Trinity and Tony Hewitt dem a run road dat a long before Leng dem and even Bigga Ford When Adams dem and Corporal no know de road code I remember when we rob the Chiney shop down de road and rumor have it seh the chiney man have a sword but we did have a one pop weh mek outta board so yuh know the next day momma pot overload I remember when we stick the poll clerks and dump the ballot box dem pon Tivoli outskirts and hold a plane ticket an go chill over Turks When me come back a still inna the hole me a lurk. I remember those days when informer Dirk get one inna him face cause me no get no perks and the bigger heads dem are a couple of jerks cause a dem a mek the money when a we mash the works. Cho: Verse 3: Jamaica get screw through greed and glutton. Politics manipulate and press youths bu*ton. But wi rich now so dem can't tell man nutting. Cause a we a mek mamma nyam fish and mutton hey over deh so mek mi tell unnu something. True me deh a foreign a guy k** me cousin and me hear say Teilly deh deh but him say him wasn't Anytime me fly down him a get bout dozen. Cause Cho: Repeat Verse 1