Young Ghetto Boy – C-murder – letras

[New-9 talking]The system got niggas missin’, they ain’t never comin’ homeI can’t live like this I gotta get from back hereI can’t get a good lawyer I can’t eat right, it’s R.I.P. either wayRest In Peace or Rest In Prison[C-Murder]I woked up an strapped on my shoesI’m in a three man cell wit my homeboys Skinew & BooC-Murder is tha name dat they gave meAn 187 what I’m facin’ you can’t save meAn uh nigga I really don’t give a fuckNo hesitation, if you trip dawg you gettin’ stuckAlready did three years in tha county, dats how they foundI had my 3rd Ward niggas round meTha Callio nigga what they hittin’ forAt Rose Tavern, they caught me at tha liquor storeMy baby boo she couldn’t hide tha dope quickerI’m on tha news now, down goes another niggaAn murder weapon in my draws I had to pauseThey took me down town, nigga where’s my phone callI’m facin’ life for tryna get my swerve onA young nigga I’ll never see tha 3rd homes[Chorus: Ms. Peaches + C-Murder]It’s kinda hard comin’ up in this wicked world as a ghetto boy(a lil’, lil’, just a lil’ ghetto boy)As a ghetto boyGhetto boy comin’ up in these ghetto streets(a lil’, lil’, just a lil’ ghetto boy)In these ghetto streetsWhat you gonna do when you grow up & find yaself in penitentairy(a lil’, lil’, just a lil’ ghetto boy)penitentiary[C-Murder]Now I’m hittin’ them clubs, 23 years oldAn still on parole, wit a mouth fulla goldsI might whoop some ass tonightThese lil’ young ass niggas they better get they mind rightLil’ daddy move I’m bigger than youI got these brass knuckles but damn dat fool had a twenty twoI use to be a young thug way backI tried to brake but too late he bust six capsWit beaucoup blood on my hand, I couldn’t understandHow this young thug could shoot me manI useta be tha same way back in tha days, but shit changedDon’t fuck wit tha lil’ man[Chorus]It’s kinda hard comin’ up in this wicked world as a ghetto boy(a lil’, lil’, just a lil’ ghetto boy)Ghetto boy comin’ up in these ghetto streets(a lil’, lil’, just a lil’ ghetto boy)What you gonna do when you grow up & find yaself in penitentairy(a lil’, lil’, just a lil’ ghetto boy)(Justa lil’ ghetto by)(Justa lil’ ghetto boy)

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