From The Ghetto

BHC, 283 that is Free Black The Campaign R.I.P Shane Geo Game, free Teddy B free Rambo G Aye I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto Cherry Street, my hood F*ck around if I ain't sleeping in the woods Clothes casket in the box made of wood Deborn these niggas like shook Emojis when they face look shook In my hood, I wish you would, yeah Tell me who gon' fold when it's time for us to rock and roll Tell me who gon' get the gats and blow Lunchtime, we get the snack and go That's the beef, my nigga, if you didn't know Treating niggas like pimps do hoes Yeah, ghetto on fire Too many young niggas dying It's a war outside It's a war outside So protect your life On the block, nigga, sip that juice If we don't know you, it's a must we shoot Catch the pops, nigga, stack that loot F*ck the cops, nigga, stack that loot Breaking bread with my whole damn crew F*ck the feds, pops getting out soon I shine bright up in the pitch black room Freak black, it ain't the same without you Here for it, came home with a groove Relapsed on the motherfucking juice Percocets to keep me up in the mood To stay calm and not spaz on you So please, on the run, I gotta shoot the Tennessee Then after that, it's straight to Virginia Beach On the road, nigga, gotta stay low Back to the pen again, I ain't trying to go Through the pen, I let you hear my soul Feel my pain through my bass and flow Trust a bitch again, I can't go Never love a bitch, let her see a PO There's loyalty to shit that hurt you the most But I'ma stay the same because you must ignore that I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto I'm from the ghetto