Jay 305 - Ghetto Tales lyrics

[Intro: Jay 305] Uh, motherf**in' hood tales, n***a n***a these my hood tales Motherf**in' hood tales, n***a Uh, uh (Mustard on the beat ho) [Verse 1: Jay 305] Woke up, brushed my teeth Cross the street, holla at Moe G "Tell me about the raid that happened down the street" Blowing out smoke, telling me "Watch these s**as, keep you a freak But most important, get your money" Smiles and cries, hi's and bye's Fo'sho, whatever that means Got some game now let's get something to eat Pick up M got in the wind Forgot I left my pistol in the rental I was in Shootup there got my sh** Back to the block where i heard some sh** Same time I got a text from punk a** b**h "I'm pregnant", "Ain't nothing happening I used the condom b**h, I ain't the daddy" [Hook: Jay 305] In the hood, ghetto tales Uh, in the ghetto n***a Uh, I'm a ghetto n***a I'm a ghetto n***a In the hood, ghetto tales Uh, in the ghetto n***a Uh, I'm a ghetto n***a I'm a ghetto n***a [Verse 2: TeeCee4800] Woke up quick, right about noon Just thought that I had to be in midtown soon Yankee fitted hat n***a to start my day We bang the deuce over here, this ain't west LA Put on my fresh blue chucks with the flat blue laces Put on my earrings, make sure them b**hes is blanging Check the store, press any n***a look like he banging Couple hours later just me and my n***as, we swanging It was about six o'clock, seen the house on the block With all the lights out looking like a easy flock All you gotta do is knock, told that little n***a get out Grab the safe, grab the j**elry n***a and get out Uh, now we at the skating rink n***a Parking lot cripping, seen a couple n***as slipping Pulled up on him quick, n***a dropped the whole clip Didn't leave no witnesses, that's some hood sh** [Hook] [Verse 3: Jay 305] What? Hood a** b**h Shut the f** up, go put on some sh** Oh sh**, there go the police CRASH! I ain't getting caught in the sweep I'm breaking trying to shake him In my new Gucci's, I wish I would've change 'em Fish game alley way the bird came out Ran to my motherf**ing aunty Tammy house I'm ghost, I got away But that don't mean I won't get another day Smokin' homie tryna sell me his J's Type of sh** that happen every f**ing day [Hook]