Tru - Ghetto Thang lyrics

Hit the block lexus truck slangin ice cream A million records sold , thats why yall know p Came up on hard times tryin to make ends 2 stones to my n***az thats dead and in the pen The ghetto wont change , they label me the dope man I slang raps but the feds think its c**aine Tap my phone , these hoes wont leave me alone n***a gon legit , so stay off the ding dong Independent , thats why they hate me A million man ghetto march for master p So f** rap pages ( dont know ) Yall didnt want to see a n***a make it off the streets Thats why you'll never see p on mtv Top 40 , but n***az yall know me Number 1 in every mom and pop and billboard record store So f** yall playa hatin hoes Gimme a pen , a pad , and ill make a hit Show every n***a in the ghetto how to get rich Cause yall dont know what go on behind closed doors White folks pimp n***az like hoes But tru n***az , say f** that You owe me money , its time to meet the chrome gat I got the drank , finna tomorrow i take a piss test And i know my probs. want me to go back An ex-con addicted to gangsta rhymes Last year i caught a bullet but it wasnt mine Time to go n***a on dead row , or should i say im stuck in the ghetto Chorus: (2x) just a ghetto thang , a ghetto thang , you would understand if you Was From the ghetto man (1x)its a ghetto thang , a ghetto thang , these n***az got me caught up in This ghetto thang Silk: See i aint got no money up in my pocket How the f** ima stop it Ima get the glock and co*k and plug you like a socket See game get deeper but yall dont feel me Telling me to gets up out the game , get a job I shouldnt rob a n***a , i might k** yah See up on the block i rides deep on gold thangs These n***az be trippin up on my sh** and they'll jack you like it aint no Thang See im from the city where n***az be salty and they stay faulty like wires And i aint seen a gangsta retire yet On a bet , threw my cothes up on the floor and i sweat Trust nobody cause these n***az today will smoke you like a cigarette Now bet , rest in peace to all homies that didnt make it Took life for granted , an i panic while seeing n***az with ski masks We blast with ski masks and bust a cap into they weak a** Everyday struggle and i stay hustlin like a pan handler f** it if i took a chance to get dead like cancer I betta not chance it Slik , just another n***a tryin to make it up out the ghetto (chorus) Big ed: Got a hold on me , jealous fools wanna roll on me Will i die or will god just let me be Fufill the prophecy reach my destiny avoid the burial plot Unlive the ones that got popped I got a son but she says that it isnt mine Im 24 and since birth ive served hard time In this concrete jungle , a war zone , many of my peers die Finally made it back home Self preservation is a thing for me Duckin and dodgin bullets stone faces on the ones who pulled it I promise my mama i wouldnt die before she did I got my life right got my wife and then my kids But everywhere i look i see sadness Imagine tryin to raise your babies in this worldwide madness (chorus) 6x