The Congregation - Ghetto Raised lyrics

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The Congregation - Ghetto Raised lyrics

(Police sirens)... Hook : 4x Ghetto raised, ghetto payed, ghetto muthaf**ers die everyday Ghetto muthaf**ers don't like to pray Ghetto muthaf**ers just like to spray Verse 1: (Pastor Troy) I'm from the ghetto, Jerry Springer, BET Bout a million muthaf**ers in there trapped with me Tryin' to make a little cheese, fo' these coppers back up Got a half of that bu*ter tucked deep off in my nutts Bopping coolers muthaf**ers, there's no one to impress All these n***as want to know is who yah yo the best When I get fresh, I get fresh, the ballads and all B-A double L-Y, it's not at yo' mall Southern drawed from the ghetto, my level is lower From Georgia, I'm ready, a rider, a soulja Jehovah, please help me to grow up Cause see I'm from the ghetto and I don't give a f** Hook : 4x Ghetto raised, ghetto payed, ghetto muthaf**ers die everyday Ghetto muthaf**ers don't like to pray Ghetto muthaf**ers just like to spray Verse 2: (11:29) I make these b**hes drop, thinking that we not Go and call the cops, burning up my spot Don't make me have to call, my n***as on, ya'll We gone make 'em fall, gotta spray 'em all Eleven dub nine, past me that nine co*king back that nine, Who you said dying? All about these dollars, ghetto pa**ed scholars Bullets make 'em holla, know we got them stoppers Take 'em to the limit, now we all in it Soon as I finish, you gone see whose winning Busting off these guns, bet I make you run Look at how we come, you don't want none Ghetto n***a Hook : 4x Ghetto raised, ghetto payed, ghetto muthaf**ers die everyday Ghetto muthaf**ers don't like to pray Ghetto muthaf**ers just like to spray Verse 3: Everyday it's the same, waking up and blow me some Jane Wash my face and count my money and go and serve me some cane Ghetto living in my name, ghetto blood in my veins Ghetto n***as ain't gone change, ghetto n***as hang in game From Atlanta to Memphis n***as be throwin' them thangs From Maclamo to Decatur we be pushin' that bang From the G to the H-E double T-O Buckin n***as down cause it just don't go Ghetto muthaf**ers living in poverty Take this if a n***a f** wit me A semi-automatic, 2 clips or 3, teach you not to mess with me Cause it might be a tragedy, from Georgia to Tennessee You know I'm getting high putting n***as in a coma When I get to bucking, I'ma buck 'er like I wanna The repruccusion bludge in Then we gonna rush in leave the dog crying to his momma Hook : 4x Ghetto raised, ghetto payed, ghetto muthaf**ers die everyday Ghetto muthaf**ers don't like to pray Ghetto muthaf**ers just like to spray