Joe Cool - Ghetto Ba** lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo, I don't wanna record, just to buy a Honda, Ford Honestly, I'm in to Pontiacs Fire flames I'm the match Cla**ic old schools you'd understand if you were under that Motherf**ing pressure I suggest that you just let a Young n***a make a living Tryna make a f**ing dime with all this time I'm giving While I'm still putting in my quarters just to play the game Won't give the industry no dollars just to say my name They overlook me and I put my time with mine Make the kind of rhymes f** yo mind and blow yo confidence without a condom on Most of the time I'm sober But now sh** I'm kinda gone They say the white will get your hype so what color you on? These boys don't understand Man I'm just tryna make my place I hope that you enjoy your ride just like you enjoy my ba** And they yellin, and they yellin Yo they all yellin, eh they all yellin [Hook] Eh cuh (eh cuh, cuh) Eh cuh (eh cuh, cuh) Eh cuh (eh cuh, cuh) Eh cuh She want that ghetto ba** Eh cuh (eh cuh, cuh) Eh cuh (eh cuh, cuh) Eh cuh (eh cuh, cuh) Eh cuh She want that ghetto ba** I'm ridin through my city I'm ridin through my city I'm ridin through my city She want that ghetto ba** (eh cuh) [Verse 2] Yo, sh** all my life I've been deprived of rights Get rich or die trying, and we can die tonight Yo you can die the lights I train my wheel without the bike The will of a mad man seeing through you wit CAT scans Yo my girl keep telling me get on my sh** But I keep telling her get on my dick But respectfully cause she know that I love her Cause I know she got my back And won't play me for another And that's hard to find I speak my mind when it gets hard to rhyme Its hard at times how these cowards find the heart to rhyme I take that back cause its not hard to rhyme Its just hard to find the parts sometimes when the words and the art combines So I just tell it from the soul So the homies know the real and go tell it to they hoes And they tell it to their friends and their girlfriends Told yall that I want to blow before the world end The world ends so [Hook] [Interlde] Eh she want that ghetto She want that ghetto She want that ghetto She want that uhh Louisiana boy heh heh Yo when we say cuh we don't mean it like no No disrespect, throwing sh** Man its just yo fam, yo homies Nah mean? Yea [Verse 3] sh** I'm hungry, I'm starving They wanna do me like Marvin They just wanna k** me off and I move around in the dodge I just move around like the dodgers I move around grip my balls And my fingers I flip them off I want money I'll take them all I want women, those tits are soft You want gin and juice with no straw? Let me just catch my breath, I'm about to take off Uhh, I'm about to take off b**h, yo I'm about to take off