Too $hort (too Short) - Money in the Ghetto lyrics

Verse 1: In The Ghetto You think life is hard Food stamps & to' up cars Wall to wall dirty on carpet Sittin' in a bucket hopin' you can start it & ride around to the liquor store Can't get a job get drunk some more You better stop trippin' on them stereotypes 'Cause In The Ghetto there's a good life We ain't starvin' like marvin' won't see no roach When you chill wit the rich folks in the hood You sittin' on leather watchin' big screens Bought by the dope fiends Smokin' & what about the brother wit the good jobs Save money & workin' hard Bought a house for his wife & kids You only got 1 life to live Another brother got some c**aine You know his face but don't know his name You know he got the sack man & he's sittin' on a phat bank Sellin' cars at his house in the driveway Bein' so clean don't roll it just fly away 'Cause folks got Money In The Ghetto Yeah you know. Chorus: Hey hey hey. Whatcha got to say? It's Money In The Ghetto Hollywood "Havin' Money In The Ghetto." Verse 2: Money In The Ghetto ain't nothin' new It's been like that way before you Was even born get up for the down stroke Chocolate city for the black folks Say it loud in your hot pants Man child in the promise land I take you back to iceberg's land & all the players that came before him. If you a everyday hustler, get'cha money 'Cause what they do to black man ain't funny All the time tryin' to put us the pen You get parole & then they send you again All the homies in the hood gettin' paid You might have left but the Money stayed In The Ghetto it ain't all about d** Gettin' paid doin' all kind of stuff Only rule on the street is don't get caught Unless you hustle ain't breakin' the law & even though rich folks got it good We're sittin' on it phat in the hood I'm ridin' on some gold ones Smokin' dank & it's potent Ask them fools 'cause they know It's Money In The Ghetto. Chorus: Hey hey hey. Whatcha got to say? It's Money In The Ghetto Hollywood "Havin' Money In The Ghetto." Verse 3: I got money baby just tell me the price Cause $hort dawg ain't nuttin' nice I always hit the town wit my boy Ben Franklin Spend fo' get an ounce a dank then Rich n***a get high relaxin' & if I bust a Ben Frank get some Andrew Jackson's 5 20's for a hundred dollar bill You know the math let's make a deal On a $1 bill if you look on the front You find the face of George Washington Make money baby that's all I do That's how I know Thomas Jefferson is on the 2 Abraham Lincoln got shot & died Freed the slaves so they put him on the 5 & how much in my old time friend They put his face on the front of the 10 They are the dead presidents From the hood & they represent The american dream for the average monority Makin' money get some weed & a 40 I'm on the east side livin' like a king Kick back watch a 50 inch screens Bounce to the west side & hit studio & spend my Money In The Ghetto. Chorus: Hey hey hey. Whatcha got to say? It's Money In The Ghetto Hollywood "Havin' Money In The Ghetto." Verse 4: Nowadays if you can't say a rap, or play sports You might just come up short & they always say the same things Don't be a gangsta or a dope fiend Get your High School diploma, go to college Get a degree & start makin' dollars Only 1 thing wrong & it's a trip Inner city schools don't teach us sh** Got us stuck on stupid, straight S.O.S. Can't get nothin' but they payin' the rest of them fools All around the world in the other countries They should be spendin' that money right here In the state of California You graduate & can't spell diploma Dip to the hood & get rich Slangin' rocks to a smoked out b**h No school'll come close to that A few transaction make my pockets fat I make alot of money & it ain't no lie I'll probably ball 'til the day I die & if I didn't. So What? I bet you I'd still come up Cause there's a whole lot of Money In The Ghetto... yeah you know. Chorus: Hey hey hey. Whatcha got to say? They got Money In The Ghetto Hollywood "Havin' Money In The Ghetto."