Mannie Fresh - Ghetto Children lyrics

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Mannie Fresh - Ghetto Children lyrics

[Verse 1] In these times we gotta hustle cause our pockets be hurt Lil n***as wanna get fronted from who got work Is she ready for that, you wanna wash the bus Let a n***a know where they at so ain't no stoppin' us If you handle yo business right I'mma promote yo a** You b**h out and try to kite I'mma come smoke yo a** The sh** that I'm givin' you they tryin' blood ta get The vicks be runnin' through because they love the sh** So don't come with that no one bout it sh** was cool n***as tried ta rob me nobody was comin' through Snitches I can't have that b**hes I can't have that Riches you can have that Just bring me my cash back Look its all gravy with me go head and shine Thats how you play it with me ya big time All I want is the Gs With a trunk full of keys A Benz on twenties You got something you can lend me sh** n***a I ain't doing nothin' for me for free Can't put no trust in you n***as cuz yall be tryin' ta run G Cause I don't like dreamin' bout makin' no cheese Wanna see my muthaf**in' bank account O.D.ed [(over dosed)] [Hook] x2 Until then I'mma be thuggin' behind a project buildin' Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million lawd lawd) [Verse 2] Now I'm on some sh** again Leave a n***a stranded like Gilligan Hundreds I'm considerin' Lex it for a million Catch it n***a I'm k**in'em They spot but I ain't feelin'em My jacket off appearin' them Some a say it's numerary Parntnas in for sipperin' Juvenile is different Look at what I did to them n***as wearin' Reeboks instead of Nikes and Timbalands b**h n***as I be tippin'em My mac nine it be flippin'em Some of these n***as is tryin' ta run G So I be gippin'em They would do the same to me n***as ain't no family sh** is all a game to me But nobody gone handle me Four hundred degreez Tottin' guns runnin' with me No wonder we need Mo money one could receive n***a wanna deal with this Christ I'mma put it open in his life Never should I f** with me right Why you keep duckin' me shy I'mma knock ya head off n***a tryin' ta get to ya f** tryin' to play it off You made the beef n***a so why is you scared If you mind yo f**in' business then yo life would be spared I can't see it n***a try ta make me out a b**h I can't be it I had a muthaf**in' problem with n***as like freed me You probably can save yall self but you can't save yall neighbors Um, and now I got cha spinnin' on round like a baseball playa Put on this potato on the end of my nine Foolishness I entertain to keep these n***as in line Look cause I don't like to dream about makin' no cheese Wanna see my muthaf**in' bank account OD'ed [Hook] x2 [Verse 3] Ask them n***as bout me Bet them b**hes know me Magnolia head buster out that wild T.C I'mma young n***a Look at what ya done n***a You done made me mad Now I'm goin' get my gun n***a Betta watch cha tongue n***a Cause I'm gettin' dumb n***a k**ed one n***a Represent where I'm from n***a Three thangs you don't never do: f** with a man, his change, or his mama You do that, you want drama f** with a big tyma, fo sho you gone see I'm out cha which one of you boys want me I'mma keep it real with ya Ya say you the man, I know I'm the man and I'm ready ta deal with cha I'm prepared for the toe taggin' Keep my Reeboks strapped tight with my Gibauds saggin' Now, I done rocked a couple of ki's and I done flipped that two times I know I'm in a drought and they gonna pursue mine I got bills to pay I can't be playin' with you jokers These youngsters somethin' else now, you bout it they'll provoke ya You can't understand how a n***a my age Can hit the streets psyched up bustin' with the twelve gauge But I don't like ta dream about makin' no cheese In the future wanna see my f**in' pockets OD'd [Hook]