Текст (слова) песни: P. Diddy - Child Of The Ghetto

Yo, yeah, yo
Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo
Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo
Uhh, uhh, G. Dep!

[G. Dep]
A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me
Livin the scripture the picture they painted for me
Rippin it runnin and gunnin and aimin for me
Yo.. (yeah, uhh, yeah)

I guess you niggaz told me right and exact
Shak, shak, right in his back
I might just crack while I`m writin this rap
From even, a tire that snap, I`m light in the sack
I tell you how I feel and that`s part of the deal
I`m like, Seagal with the steel but "Harder to Kill"
It`s real, big Beans up for lettin me know
Fifteen bet and you blow, better get dough
Won`t be a second we won`t; they lettin me go
Since pays wisen your ways, allow me to grow
Aiyyo (yo) swing yeah back to the scene
Seven-four-eight-oh, can`t recall in between
Whole state pulsate, we can wrinkle the town
Park jams dark shams niggaz breakin it down
Niggaz rock the heaters, my clique rocked Adidas
Didn`t know the blocks were where the spots would lead us
But hey..

[Chorus]
A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me
Livin the scripture the picture they painted for me
Knew what it wasn`t, it wasn`t the game or the greed
Rippin it runnin and gunnin and aimin for me
A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me
Livin the scripture the picture they painted for me
Niggaz is gamin they ain`t who they claimin to be
Niggaz that know me they told me the game it could be - CRAZY

[G. Dep]
I take you back to the scene of the stunt
Scene of that rhyme and you can think what you want
And if you.. and if you tell me you can get it from here
Got boom got boom, put shit in the air (yeah yeah yeah)
Get us some gear to get us in here
Waited years to get a premier and did it from here
Harlem - citizen where the kid is in gear, guard him
Niggaz in here, who get it in here, we are them
Take you back to the 80`s around
Polo Grounds, Uptown, eight-eighty a pound
Niggaz hit the rooftop, y`all was roofin the rocks
Other niggaz shoe tops, only youth on the block
You dig me - movin in tops and movin these rocks
You get it - we movin them blocks to move in them drops
Skiddin - I guess the niggaz told me right and exact
When they said stop fightin and stack it - get the money nigga

[Chorus]

[G. Dep]
Eighty-one I had fun, eight-two I was new
Eight-three I did me, eight-four I had grew
Eighty-five it got live, eight-six in the mix
Eighty-seven in the kicks, eighty-eight in the whips
Eighty-nine I had the grind, now I know it was flow
Ninety-one we got guns, ninety-two it was dough
Nine-three was the key, nine-four was sure
Nine-five took a dive, nine-six I was poor
Nine-seven did eleven now I`m made out the gate
Nine-nine spit rhymes two-thousand and straight..
Shit, I thought I`d give housing a break
Sit back, countin the cake, and lounge in estates, but yo

[Chorus] - 2X {*to fade*}

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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: P. Diddy - Child Of The Ghetto Yo, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo Uhh, uhh, G. Dep! [G. Dep] A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin the scripture the picture they painted for me Rippin it runnin and gunnin and aimin for me Yo.. (yeah, uhh, yeah) I guess you niggaz told me right and exact Shak, shak, right in his back I might just crack while I`m writin this rap From even, a tire that snap, I`m light in the sack I tell you how I feel and that`s part of the deal I`m like, Seagal with the steel but "Harder to Kill" It`s real, big Beans up for lettin me know Fifteen bet and you blow, better get dough Won`t be a second we won`t; they lettin me go Since pays wisen your ways, allow me to grow Aiyyo (yo) swing yeah back to the scene Seven-four-eight-oh, can`t recall in between Whole state pulsate, we can wrinkle the town Park jams dark shams niggaz breakin it down Niggaz rock the heaters, my clique rocked Adidas Didn`t know the blocks were where the spots would lead us But hey.. [Chorus] A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin the scripture the picture they painted for me Knew what it wasn`t, it wasn`t the game or the greed Rippin it runnin and gunnin and aimin for me A child of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin the scripture the picture they painted for me Niggaz is gamin they ain`t who they claimin to be Niggaz that know me they told me the game it could be - CRAZY [G. Dep] I take you back to the scene of the stunt Scene of that rhyme and you can think what you want And if you.. and if you tell me you can get it from here Got boom got boom, put shit in the air (yeah yeah yeah) Get us some gear to get us in here Waited years to get a premier and did it from here Harlem - citizen where the kid is in gear, guard him Niggaz in here, who get it in here, we are them Take you back to the 80`s around Polo Grounds, Uptown, eight-eighty a pound Niggaz hit the rooftop, y`all was roofin the rocks Other niggaz shoe tops, only youth on the block You dig me - movin in tops and movin these rocks You get it - we movin them blocks to move in them drops Skiddin - I guess the niggaz told me right and exact When they said stop fightin and stack it - get the money nigga [Chorus] [G. Dep] Eighty-one I had fun, eight-two I was new Eight-three I did me, eight-four I had grew Eighty-five it got live, eight-six in the mix Eighty-seven in the kicks, eighty-eight in the whips Eighty-nine I had the grind, now I know it was flow Ninety-one we got guns, ninety-two it was dough Nine-three was the key, nine-four was sure Nine-five took a dive, nine-six I was poor Nine-seven did eleven now I`m made out the gate Nine-nine spit rhymes two-thousand and straight.. Shit, I thought I`d give housing a break Sit back, countin the cake, and lounge in estates, but yo [Chorus] - 2X {to fade} Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Child Of The Ghetto: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/115/1/468.html Все тексты песен: P. Diddy » P. Diddy - On Top » P. Diddy - If You Want This Money » P. Diddy - You Gets No Love (Remix) » P. Diddy - Bad Boy For Life » P. Diddy - Special Delivery (Remix) » P. Diddy - Where`s Sean? » P. Diddy - That`s Crazy (Remix) » P. Diddy - Can`t Believe » P. Diddy - Blast Off » P. Diddy - I Need A Girl (To Bella) » P. Diddy - The Saga Continues » P. Diddy - Blast Off » P. Diddy - Bad Boy For Life » P. Diddy - Let`s Get It » P. Diddy - You Gets No Love (Remix) » P. Diddy - Roll With Me » P. Diddy - If You Want This Money » P. Diddy - Back For Good Now » P. Diddy - Can`t Believe » P. Diddy - I Need A Girl (Remix) Рекомендуем скачать: » Елена Фролова, Марина Гершенович - Узнаю твое имя во всех языках... » Ефим Ташлицкий - Дуговка. Посвящается слету авторской песни на озере Кинерет » Евгений Коблик, Василий Придатко - Розовая чайка » Елена Казанцева - Я люблю тебя по-настоящему... » Ефим Ташлицкий - Кумган » Ефим Ташлицкий - Прощание с Норильском » Елена Казанцева - Никому не рассказывай ты обо мне... » Евгений Келлер - Чудо » Евгений Клячкин - Иуда » Евгений Белоусов - Девочка моя синеглазая » Евгений Матвеев - Марш хищных птиц » Елена Гурфинкель - Колыбельная падшему ангелу » Елена Казанцева - Айседора Дункан » Евгений Медведев - Ты пригласила меня на чашку чая к себе... » Егор летов - Боевой стимул » Евгений Исакевич - Рассказ о первом помощнике » Елена Фролова - Мне кажется, нам было бы с тобой... » Екатерина Барановская - Раненый зверь убегает из дома... » Елена Казанцева - Мы с тобой сидим на кухне, холодильник дребезжит... » Е.Гетманский - Люди встречаются
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