chez toi dans l'espoir de te voir De te voir a la tele et dans tous les canards Ca t'arrive de penser a la vie de ghetto star Nanas lunettes noires
sonne chez toi dans l'espoir de te voir De te voir a la tele et dans tous les canards Ca t'arrive de penser a la vie de ghetto star Nanas lunettes
! Comme il sert a rien le commisaire on prend ca comme sur chaque passe Tape une esquive si des faux freres desirent t'engrainer Quand est mon heure de perquise c'est ton heure d'aller taffer Patrimoine du Ghetto
] Living in the ghetto, everyday is a motherfucking test And I just can't rest, gotta keep a vest around my chest Seem like everybody wanna start a little
corner hustling with work in my hand Like a super star selling rocks, because the stage becomes a block But my plot is put my trust up in my glock Z-Ro the ghetto
(*talking*) Dear Lord, this is your boy Bam Can't nobody do what you done done God One of the ghetto graduates, three men in here Ready to deliver, number
, on t'blesse bouleverse ta seshon ce soir ce du squatage de boulevar, ambiance nocturne pour les rodeur et les couche-tar seance de tir, ya des cartouche, des boushkar vitry sa routine, ghetto
passe a Vitry s/Seine, truc de fou, truc de dingue La ou les soirs c'est la meme, on parle d'argent et de flingue, Les grandes gueules de Camille Groult Star
both came from the same places The money and the fame made us all change places How could it be - through the misery that came to pass The hard times
heart broke From the start I felt the racism cause I'm dark Couldn't quit, the bullshit make me represent Hit the bar and played the star everywhere
Pac] Drop the drums, here it comes, only got two minutes to bounce, and every second counts Better press, wreck on your tech, here we go, set pass the
the police I gets no sleep I got you peepin in my window while I'm smokin indo But I ain't no motherfuckin track star, pig's got a Jeep like Big Mouth
come hard in light years our star has long bust but now reappears in your sky at night rising and immense yes you see ourselves in the shine of it and so passing
the chips 20's for the six Hollows for the clips Try me, if you think I'm playing bitch And the police we'll have another crime scene taker Jim Star crush
to be street, pull your skirt down nigga cos we smellin' yo pussy, the whole bottom line is you cant fuck wit' me, Wil-I-Am the ghetto!, Wil-I-Am the ghetto
real, we all suited Beg my pardon to Martin Baby we ain't marchin we shootin In daily recruitin there's thug born Everyday in the ghetto We start em off
soc' Tatoue jusqu'au torse, 4 annees de loyer en poche Ta grand mere me reconnait car elle m'a vu a la Star Ac J'suis un tissme comme Bob man, je suis en stara