Wyclef Jean - All Right Then lyrics

Hook: I got ghetto dope on my vein I got yellow gold on my I got ghetto dope on my vein I got yellow gold on my chains I got ghetto dope on my vein I got yellow gold on my chain I fly in 'em Maserati like Melo go through the lane. I say, 'f** these n***as and what they're saying You don't know me, you pretend to know me!' 'f** these n***as and what they say 'You don't know me, you pretend to know me!' I got ghetto dope on my vein I got yellow gold on my chain I fly in 'em Maserati like Melo go through the lane. I say, 'f** these n***as and what they're saying sponsored links You don't know me, you pretend to know me!' 'f** these n***as and what they say 'You don't know me, you pretend to know me!' (Alright then, alright then, alright then!) Melo go through the lanes, Me, man, I do the same F1 McLaren with a seat in the middle, man Raised with the k**er camp while you playing Batman Ain't no super heros here, but they're 'X' men. Everybody looking for survival, so they hustle The hand that holds the gun is the hand that rocks the cradle. Born in the gutter, covered in struggle Smothered in hustle Where brothers hate you as much as you mother can love you. Motherf**ers, I'll buck you over with 'em green bags If tracking cream's the method, I'm method over the cream track It was shocking, they shot my father, The'. on him was hopping off him and on to me, as a prophet would call it. When I landed in the land of glory I was barely ten I was raised in a hut with them barbarians Burner in my bubble', shooting from the project roof Papa was a preacher, I was Bishop, cause I had the juice. Real talk, when I wrote 'Gone 'Til November' It's 'cause in Baltimore, they murdered my n***a in November, uh! Hook: (Alright then, alright then, alright then!) I got ghetto dope on my vein, yellow gold on my chain I fly in 'em Maserati like Melo go through the lane. I got ghetto dope on my vein, yellow gold on my chain I fly in 'em Maserati like Melo go through the lane. I say, 'f** these n***as and what they're saying You don't know me, you pretend to know me!' 'f** these n***as and what they say 'You don't know me, you pretend to know me!' (Alright then, alright then, alright then!) It's the author on orthodox Off the docks in the water, no culture shock. You ain't strapped, you a halter top I hocked the top cause the bottom coming. Got 'em running, call the cops I'm calling shots like Tec whistles f** you like group s** then text missiles The beat technical, y'all n***as is so... Ah, f** 'em, we flipping bundles, them b**hes tumble like Gold medal winners, gold metal win 'em when we stretch 'em. When we catch him it's like he caught a cold 'Cause he get a coffin, never speak on the code Never geek on your n***as and never creep with a hoe That be exactly how they'll find you, just a creep in a hoe My n***as quick to put them needles, leave you leaking for dough. Hook: (Alright then, alright then, alright then!) I got ghetto dope on my vein, yellow gold on my chain I fly in 'em Maserati like Melo go through the lane. I got ghetto dope on my vein, yellow gold on my chain I fly in 'em Maserati like Melo go through the lane. Pour some liquor 'cause the good die young Banana clipped up, mighty Joe Young. Welcome to the jungle where they treat us like we animals Hey, the bed' chronicles 'Murder, murder, murder' That's what you hear when they pull up in the middle of the night When they're ready for the stick-up Hiccup, hiccup, hiccup you ain't about the rubber grip. If you only had three, why would one be a d**h wish? This is the truth and I've said this before Whether I'm in Haiti or Baltimore. Import more shooters and run through your door And leave your body lying on the floor Out in the morgue they go through your organs In the church they play the organ The sky cry, cry, crow, crows fly It's 5 o'clock, do you know where your kids are at? Have you been notified? [Outro:] Alright then, alright then, alright then, huh?! Alright then, alright then, alright then, huh?!