Ghetts, Wretch 32, Badness - Ina Di Ghetto lyrics

Ghetts [Justin Clarke Samuel]

[Ghetts, Wretch 32, Badness - Ina Di Ghetto lyrics]

Ina di ghetto iIIna di ghetto
IIIna di ghetto iIIna di ghetto
IIIna di ghetto

Where straps are seen more than dads
Cah they clap at these boring actors
Cah everyone's big with hard weight
Now everyone thinks they're Scarface
It gets fizzy when their plans evolve
And they end up in the can for coke
I hope you're serving up (IIIna di ghetto)
Where we wish for better luck
Huh, but we still see black cats
We get cheese cah we're lab rats
Woah, so then we reproduce
And we grind just to feed our youts
Getting by's like squeezing through
That's the cycle of me and you
We're designed to lose (IIIna di ghetto)
Where the youts get high off an eighth
Ride for their name
And have to die for their chain
Just cah he swore on his cross
That if he gets popped
Then the war's kickin' off
And we'll take it to them
Now that's what I call the chain of events
If you break out the chain
They're takin' your breath
(I I Ina di ghetto)
Where there's no congestion charge
But to roll through my hood
There's a section pass
Ie to travel these ends, there
Must be family, friends
Or you're an outlaw
But my hood's a tight space
It's hard to get out of
Get lost or found gone
Cah the kids with the metal are
(I I Ina di ghetto)
Huh, and I've come this far
I'm in the ghetto like Justin's yard
Matter of fact, Justin's heart

Life is more than rough, see
You haffi be bold and tough, yo
You haffi can hold it up, woah
Ina di ghetto, ina di ghetto
(IIIna di ghetto)

Uh, I be up from the crack of dawn
I ain't Aaliyah, but I'm back and forth
It's cold, but my jacket's warm
And even with the heat on my side
Somehow I still manage to catch cold
My hat's low, so my eyes ain't seen
Bandana on the neck 'cause I might
Bang a hammer on a threat
My nine ain't clean (I I Ina di ghetto)
My name speaks for it'self, if
I come to a fight
I'ma leave with a belt or chain
But I guarantee you won't leave
With your health or name
Every day, I see more pain
I've been tryna get dough four ways
Seen stacks so I couldn't be
Broke for four days (I I Ina di ghetto)
And I scream Greengate all day
'Cause I'm a Greengate gun happy goon
And before 2007, ask anyone
I never had one happy tune
'Cause there ain't nothing nice round here
Nothing but rats and mice round here
GH, I'm in an unhappy mood (IIIna di ghetto)
Niggas are wilding out
'Cause there ain't nothing to smile about
Enemies are telling me watch when
They find my house
I be like, "Mind your mouth"
From now, everything on my mind is foul
Fuck a nine to five, I'm like
Give me a nine of crack, a nine of brown
And let me provide the town (IIIna di ghetto)

Huh, and I've come this far
I'm in the ghetto like Justin's yard
Matter of fact, Justin's heart

Life is more than rough, see
You haffi be bold and tough, yo
You haffi can hold it up, woah
Ina di ghetto, ina di ghetto
Life is more than rough, see
You haffi be bold and tough, yo
You haffi can hold it up, woah
Ina di ghetto, ina di ghetto
(IIIna di ghetto)

(IIIna di ghetto, IIIna di ghetto)
(IIIna di ghetto, IIIna di ghetto)
(IIIna di ghetto)

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