Fat Joe - Born In Da Ghetto lyrics

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Fat Joe - Born In Da Ghetto lyrics

(Crack) Born in da ghetto! Pots getting ready! On with the metal! Pac, Makavelli! Born in da ghetto! Pots getting ready! On with the metal! Pac, Makavelli! (Angel) Born in the ghetto, raised in the struggle Ratchet got the casket, Crack got the shovels Bombs in the luggage, Guns in the duffle Makaveli on I think New York is in Trouble Suicidal thoughts as I'm getting high to BIG Pun on the speakers when The God wanna triz PuertoRoc Puro big ups to Carolina A pound of the piff got these Mamis looking china Nemos with the pina got them in the loop It ain't nothing but a G Thang I'm feeling like Snoop My cubs wanna shoot, My Lionz wanna stab We them TerrorSquad Gods man everythings for grabs Stop! Pay attention to what the Don Do! If you got hate in your blood we look beyond you You can't even bear or imagine the pain I've gone through You'll have to murder yourself and k** your mom's too (Crack) Born in da ghetto! Pots getting ready! On with the metal! Pac, Makavelli! Born in da ghetto! Pots getting ready! On with the metal! Pac, Makavelli! (Ry So Valid) Came out the room, raised by a gangsta On with the metal, prepare to meet ya maker! All got machetes, f** around and shank ya My guys cheffin pies, in the kitchen like a baker Get it on the curb! Chirp on the razor Put em under tounges how you talk with the razor! Put in the word, head pushed back by manito! Came to the Bronx, Lionz Pride be Junito! But I'm on a private, on the way to Cartagena And when the yacht charter, the emblem say Cartagena Roaming around in Rome, and my b**h is a Moana Lisa Probly piling a kilo, got that Pepi Le Pue Probly C.O my company, Executive Move Took a dive in the pool, its bout the size of my room Chillin with barbera walters, saw that b**h on the view Textin Obama's daughters when theres nothing to do If you was rich as us you would be doing it to! n***as this that glamour life, talking Tony Montana life Chichi get the yayo, snapple strawberry kiwi Took it up to Orlando, visit my Titi Kimi Wearing the Red Octobers, n***a its still september Twisted like a blender, can't touch this that MC Hammer Banana clips go bananas, I go thru bricks like I'm Santa They going loco Four Loko Just sipped some Coco Loso… All my followers looking at me for motivation I jump off yachts, got more spots then dalmations Off shore A.P's, Maybach's is so spacious Sent Nasa 50 m's, bought a new space ship Couple shots to ya grill, give a n***a the face lift! Face it, y'all basic, Im abstract… ASICS Can't keep it simple cuz simple n***as gon base it! Took the bar, raised it Ya bars FADED…… Sky box high getting ELEVATED! And this just a reminder n***a, ya bars FADED!