Text:
De La 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

Here's my ghetto story Been in hell, through the fire Now gonna take it higher Here's my survival story So many reasons to sing this Now we got the keys

This a survival story True ghetto story This is my story Real ghetto story Hey I remember those days when hell was my home When me and mama bed was a

my, ghetto story (*Story) Been in hell through the fire, now, gonna take it higher (This a survival story, true ghetto story) Here's my, ghetto story

She miserable, says she stressed, so mi give har some S E X A just di lovin', dem a request, dem hear seh a we a di best Dat's why gal a stake out my

Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto Hitch up your reindeer, uh! And go straight to the ghetto Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto Fill every stocking

in the ghetto Keepin' it retrospective from the get go Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo Politic with ghetto senators on the D-low Ghetto superstar

hell Dead is dead, fuckers and your soul is with God Your mind keeps lurkin' to earth watchin' your own murder reoccur For ever struggle, every strip and every ghetto

You better count your money Ghetto cowboy The name is Krayzie 'Big Bad Ass' Bone Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole Along with some cash Even