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Ghetto rich


by Rich Boy. Buy album CD: Rich Boy


f/ John Legend[Polow Da Don] Shit, we tryna get it for real... OH! Rich Boy! You niggas better get focused... Get money muthafucka! Get money muthafucka![Verse 1 - Rich Boy] Let me take ya through my hood where I was born and raised Where niggas tote semi-automatics, bustin' them K's Heavy guns and dope boys harrassed by the police Still gettin' pulled over and asked by the police 'Bama wasn't made for a nigga to win See the color of ya skin get'cha put in the pen It's real life, over dice, Dwayne dead and gone Sendin' niggas to the pen or the funeral home I be feelin' like the Lord'll never answer me back So I'm holdin' on my gat just in case they attack Bullet holes in ya house'll make it hard to sleep Ya see the fiends on the street want the hard for cheap 'Lotta niggas doin' life from undercovers and fake friends It's real how them penitetiary bars'll break men Niggas doin' life from undercovers and fake friends It's real how them penitetiary bars'll break men[Chorus - John Legend] It's where ya live, it's where ya play It's where ya learn, ya favorite slang Your world is, ghetto It's where I live, it's where I'm from It's where ya had, to tote your gun Your world is, ghetto[Verse 2 - Rich Boy] Can't explain how I feel growin' up in the gum Told my mama that I love her put nobody above her Doin' crimes, a hard time for food on the plate Know a couple of niggas ain't never comin' out the gate Movin' weight the only thing them street niggas know Servin' thangs at school, they never teach 'em, don't show But a .44'll get'cha money fast from robbin' Do or die situation when ya tired and stavin' Government'd never send me a dime for school So I went and started workin' like my nine my tool I'm a leader for the south, pa, open ya ears Young kids where I'm from wear permanent tears[Chorus][Verse 3 - Rich Boy] I'm a product of the block, watch the fiends come back Got a couple white packs, 'cause they fiend for that Early five in the mornin' pigs showin' they badge Real niggas in the street still showin' they rags Speedbumps in the road start slwoin' me down See them fake niggas actin' like they know me now Got a chance to advance so I'm makin' my move Couple people still thankin' they got somethin' to prove Pay the card for the south, yeah the hood my home Told my mama I'mma leave the dope game alone On my knees every night conversatin' wit' God Niggas dyin' everyday 'cause they wanna be hard Still totin' my piece 'cause it ain't nothin' like the movies I'm wearin' my vest in case they hit me wit' the uzi Even if I take a trip around the world and back I'm representin' for the hoods, where they feel me at[Chorus][Bridge - Polow da Don] Throw 'em up if you know what the hood like Throw 'em up if you lookin' for that good life Throw 'em up if ya... ghetto life Shit[John Legends ad-libs and music out]



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Album: Rich Boy (2007) Lyrics
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  1. Throw some d's
  2. Boy looka here
  3. Get to poppin
  4. On the regular
  5. Ghetto rich
  6. And i love you
  7. Good things (feat. polow da don & keri)
  8. Hustla balla gangsta mack
  9. Let's get this paper
  10. Throw some d's (remix)
  11. Role models
  12. Gangsta (feat. mark twain) interlude
  13. What it do
  14. Touch that ass
  15. Good Things
  16. Gangsta (Interlude)
  17. Lost girls (feat. keri & rock city)
  18. Let's Get This Paper/balla Life
  19. The madness

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