Текст (слова) песни: Dr Dre - Lil` Ghetto Boy

Wake up, jumped out my bed
Hung in a 2 man cell wit my homie Lil 1/2 Dead
Murder was the case that they gave me
Dear God, I wonder can you save me
I`m only 18, so I`m a young buck
It`s a ride, if I don`t scrap, I`m getting stuck
But that`s the life of a G, I guess
Ese`s way deep, shanked two in they chest
Bests run `cause brothers is dropping quicker
Ugn, too late, damn, down goes another nigga
Bouncing off the walls, throwing them dogs
Getting a rep as a young hog
It ain`t nuttin like the street life
Betta be strapped wit yo clip, cuz ain`t no fist fight
So I guess I gots ta handle mine
Since I did the crime, I gots ta do my time
Chorus:
Lil` ghetto boy
Playing in the ghetto streets
What`cha gonna do when you grow up
And have to face responsibility
Verse Two: Dr. Dre
Now, I`m `trolling the dove, sitting on swoll
27 years old, off on parole, stroll
I`m back up on my feet wit my mind on the money
That I`m making as soon as I touch the street
Things done changed but it`s alright
Remember they used to thump but now they blast, right
But it ain`t no thing to me
Cause now I`m what they call a loced-assed O.G.
The little homies from the hood wit grip
are the ones I get with cause I`m down to set-trip
Nigga, I`m bigger than you, so what`cha wanna do
Didn`t know we had a 22
Straight sitting behind his back
I`m grab his pockets and then I heard six caps
I fell to the ground wit blood on my hands
I didn`t understand
How a nigga so young could bust a cap
I use to be the same way back
I guess that`s what I get (for what)
For trying to jack them little homies for they bread
Chorus
Verse Three: Snoop Doggy Dogg
Something for the real OG`s to get wit
Some facts, made our made, now you wanna run and play
Like every single day, really doe
You know me, I`m the smooth macadamien, gaming them for my homie
No need to be uncalm if you pack right
And learning just enuff to keep your sack right
Late nights, I wonder what they getting fo`
Early morning on the corners, what they hitting fo`
Seven young G`s put they serve down
In a jeep ride, east side what they swerve now
Not thinking about what`s really going on
Got crept on, stepped on, now they gone
I spent 4 years in the county wit nutting but convicts around me
But now I`m back at the pound
And we expose ways for the youth to survive
Some think it`s wrong but we tend to think it`s right
So make all them ends you can make
`Cause when you`re broke, you break, check it out
So ain`t no need for your mama to trip
`Cause you`s a hustling ass youngsta, clocking your grip
Chorus

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Dr Dre - Lil` Ghetto Boy Wake up, jumped out my bed Hung in a 2 man cell wit my homie Lil 1/2 Dead Murder was the case that they gave me Dear God, I wonder can you save me I`m only 18, so I`m a young buck It`s a ride, if I don`t scrap, I`m getting stuck But that`s the life of a G, I guess Ese`s way deep, shanked two in they chest Bests run `cause brothers is dropping quicker Ugn, too late, damn, down goes another nigga Bouncing off the walls, throwing them dogs Getting a rep as a young hog It ain`t nuttin like the street life Betta be strapped wit yo clip, cuz ain`t no fist fight So I guess I gots ta handle mine Since I did the crime, I gots ta do my time Chorus: Lil` ghetto boy Playing in the ghetto streets What`cha gonna do when you grow up And have to face responsibility Verse Two: Dr. Dre Now, I`m `trolling the dove, sitting on swoll 27 years old, off on parole, stroll I`m back up on my feet wit my mind on the money That I`m making as soon as I touch the street Things done changed but it`s alright Remember they used to thump but now they blast, right But it ain`t no thing to me Cause now I`m what they call a loced-assed O.G. The little homies from the hood wit grip are the ones I get with cause I`m down to set-trip Nigga, I`m bigger than you, so what`cha wanna do Didn`t know we had a 22 Straight sitting behind his back I`m grab his pockets and then I heard six caps I fell to the ground wit blood on my hands I didn`t understand How a nigga so young could bust a cap I use to be the same way back I guess that`s what I get (for what) For trying to jack them little homies for they bread Chorus Verse Three: Snoop Doggy Dogg Something for the real OG`s to get wit Some facts, made our made, now you wanna run and play Like every single day, really doe You know me, I`m the smooth macadamien, gaming them for my homie No need to be uncalm if you pack right And learning just enuff to keep your sack right Late nights, I wonder what they getting fo` Early morning on the corners, what they hitting fo` Seven young G`s put they serve down In a jeep ride, east side what they swerve now Not thinking about what`s really going on Got crept on, stepped on, now they gone I spent 4 years in the county wit nutting but convicts around me But now I`m back at the pound And we expose ways for the youth to survive Some think it`s wrong but we tend to think it`s right So make all them ends you can make `Cause when you`re broke, you break, check it out So ain`t no need for your mama to trip `Cause you`s a hustling ass youngsta, clocking your grip Chorus Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Lil` Ghetto Boy: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/10418.html Все тексты песен: Dr Dre » Dr Dre - Bitches Ain`t Shit » Dr Dre - Zoom » Dr Dre - Let Me Ride » Dr Dre - A Nigga Witta Gun » Dr Dre - As The World Keeps Turning » Dr Dre - The Day The Niggaz Took Over » Dr Dre - Nuthin` But a `G` Thang » Dr Dre - No Diggity » Dr Dre - As The World Keeps Turning » Dr Dre - Puffin On Blunts And Drankin Tanqueray » Dr Dre - Let Me Ride » Dr Dre - Puffin On Blunts And Drankin Tanqueray » Dr Dre - Deep Cover » Dr Dre - Stranded On Death Row » Dr Dre - Keep Their Headz Ringin » Dr Dre - nothin but a g thang \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Dr Dre - Bitches Ain`t Shit » Dr Dre - Been There Done That » Dr Dre - Lil` ghetto Boy (Remix) » Dr Dre - Fuck Wit Dre Day Рекомендуем скачать: » Punkreas - Falsi Preoccupati » Pet Shop Boys - Absolutely Fabulous » Paul Kelly and the Messengers - I Can`t Believe We Were Married » Pharao - Dreams On Golden Wings » Paul McCartney - Somedays » Pearl Jam - yellow ledbetter solo \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » pastorius jaco - chromatic fantasy \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Postgirobygget - Tunge dager » Pearl Jam - garden \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » PxMxWx F Gangsta Dee, Kilo-G, Lil Slim, - High Life » pitchshifter - cathode \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Parokya Ni Edgar - sayang \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Piersi - Marsz Kpn » Pennywise - Never know » Patti Smith - Libbie`s Song » Pink Floyd - See Emily Play » Penance - Cold » Paul Simon - 10 Years (oprah Winfrey Show 10 Year Anniversary Theme) » Paul Anka - Steel Guitar And A Glass Of Wine » Pearl Jam - yellow ledbetter \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3
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