Trae Tha Truth, Spice 1, Lil Boss, Yung Redd, Russell Lee - In The Ghetto lyrics

Yeeeeah

In the ghetto, I'm living in a ghetto world
In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
It's a struggle but I gotta maintain

Welcome to the ghetto
Where forever be the same
Hard times, got my people unable to maintain
Everytime I look around
It's somebody doing bad
That'll put you in the grave
For som'ing they never had
Everyday in the hood, it be the same thang
Poverty running my people, so they love pain
And I don't know if it's wrong
But still I know it ain't right
I seen a lot of people die
In the street life
The other day it hit my heart
When I watch the news
A lil' girl got killed
While she was 'sleep in her room
And she ain't deserve to die
Cause that's a kid dog
Them niggas took the life
That she ain't get to live at all
Sometimes I wanna help the ghetto
But it ain't gon do a thang
Cause I know that they ignant
And that's a god damn shame
It's an everyday task
Trying to live a good life
Inside of the ghetto
Where everybody be shife

Welcome to the South
Niggas ain't sleep at all
Ery'body out on the block
Stay ducking them laws
A couple niggas on parole
Hustling by the sto'
I'm telling that ain't the way to go
Play your role
But you don't hear me though
This what I'm living fo'
Hustle till I get mine
Grind cause I need mo' shots release
Too late for you to scream peace
This how it is in the street
Leaving is obsolete
And still I maintain, seeing the same thang
Sometime I scream
My brain just looking for a change
But day in and day out
I move in and move out
Keep my bidness discrete
I'm on a paper route
I wasn't broke for nothing
Still I was learning some'ing
If you ain't been through nothing
Then you ain't seen nothing
This how it really is, around my way
Where anybody can get it, anytime of the day

I analyze the block
Babies are running round with Glocks
Dope in they socks
Can't skip hot so fuck the cops
Moving from crumbs to bricks
Nigga these slums are thick
I try to tell my lil' niggas
But they think they slick
These white folks don't play
They gon hot your way
They try to give you twenty years
Just for living the wrong way
And who's to say now-a day, right from wrong
They ain't living how we live
So they can't get in my zone
We get chased home for stones
And laws wanna break our bones
In places in and out a high cell, to roam
And that's prolly the reason, we going crazy
Pissed at poverty
Cause the system trying to fade me
Lately, I've been trying to
Stay out of trouble
But it's hard to stop from copping
The sack and flipping the double
Don't catch the wrong route
When you on that Metro
There's a sign in front of the hood
That says Welcome To the Ghetto

I wonder, if heaven got a ghetto
But b-burning down the b-block
I put the petal to the medal
Running with my cousins in Texas
Lil' Cross and Big Money
My nigga Trae and Lil' Joe, nigga all action
In the ghetto
I've been riding through the hood for years
And ain't a damn thang changed
Mama still shedding tears
Niggas fresh out the Penn
Some niggas just going in
Some niggas gon run and stutter
Turning they self in never seen a black man
Flying dope on a plane
But they lock us up for it
Shackle us with chains
Welcome to the ghetto
Ghetto starts and mob cars
With bullet holes in it
Niggas shot up and scarred
But still living, driven by the game it'self
To stay alive in these cold streets
Mashing for wealth
Up in this ghetto, OG's P's and C's
Thugs, pimps, playas hit the 6-4's or 3's

Yeeeah, ghetto ghetto life
Of mii-ine, li-li-li-life life
(welcome to the ghetto)