Master P - The Ghetto's Got Me Trapped Lyrics
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- The Ghetto's Got Me Trapped Lyrics
Album: MP Da Last Don - Disc 1 You fell into my trap why don't you go ahead and destroy yourselves You fucking little monkeys This Ghetto Got me trapped (Ughhhh) But I ain't ready yet [Sons of Funk and Master P] Lord won't you wash away my pain (this ghetto's got me trapped) Some say life is a crazy game (but I ain't ready yet)(2X) [Master P] Found me on the street corner hangin' with the big niggas Playin' football in the ghetto we call it flea flicker And ain't no rules cuz niggas get shot And every fuckin' day niggas runnin' from the cops Nigga won't change mama 'til you bury me But make sure six TRU niggas carry me But if they miss know (nigga) you a goner Cuz there ain't gone be no family members to mourn ya I wasted sperm for the ovaries drug dealin' to penetentaries (Ughhh) Chorus(2X) [Silkk the Shocker] Its a cold and cruel world sometimes it gets shady I ain't been the same since my auntie gave birth to a crack baby Wanna know why I'm rowdy I be clutchin' my glock Cuz if I have P and C come over and tell mama young Silkk just got shot I couldn't even close my eyes and not feel the pain I could re-open my eyes and realize All the niggas that lost their lives in this game I lost a lot tryin' learn the facts of life fuck color nigga we all struggle With this black or white to all my niggas in penetentaries I recieved ya'll letters And I swear to hang in there if things don't get better Now picture this I got Auntie diein' of overdose uncle diein' of aids Realize that I got a little money but there's somethings money can't save Is there a heaven for gangstas is there a heaven period And based on the fact that things did wrong probably cuz I hang with Too many killers and niggas diein' over wars shits hard where I'm from That's why I spit it how I live it and I get it how it come On top of that I had a fucked up day To god look couldn't find the words to explain so I'll tell you Tonight when I pray feel my pain Chorus(3X)
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