I'm livin' in the ghetto, it's so hard livin in the ghetto Livin' in the ghetto, livin' in the ghetto Livin' in the ghetto is hard Livin' in the ghetto
'm livin' in the ghetto, it's so hard livin in the ghetto Livin' in the ghetto, livin' in the ghetto Livin' in the ghetto is hard Livin' in the ghetto
and liquor stores SS 4 doors and 24's But where I'm from thats what we live for, the ghetto so [Hook 1:] If you're livin in the ghetto and your feelin
az on the street, thinkin who in the hell care? s**t, y'all want us to put down our glocks and our rocks but y'all ain't ready to give us no motherf**
; Gods ain't tryin to be trapped on no block slangin no rocks like bean pies Brainstorm on the beginnin Wonder how s**t like the Qu'ran and the Bible
head cause I ain't mad at cha (Hmm, I ain't mad at cha) [Chorus: Danny Boy] I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad, at cha [
Outlaw motherfuckers 'til we die, in this life I lead [Verse Two: Young Noble] + (2Pac) I ain't a killer but don't push me dawg For the family I'll
life as a ghetto star! Talk to the hood, claimin you gettin riches Runnin from the flags.. live my life as a ghetto star Niggaz with two strikes that don't
don't wanna see shots I beef deep with the police peep what these streets do to me Actin all new to me I creep on you like puberty You don't wanna see
t, mad at mha [2Pac:] (and I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad at cha, noooo I ain't mad at chaaaaahhhhhhhh
across from hell, I can't cry Cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now Livin life Thug style, so I can't smile Writin to my peoples when they
heh) I can't sleep, so I stay up, don't wanna fuck them bitches Try to calm me down, I ain't givin up I'm gettin lost in the weed, man, gettin high Livin
to the Grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. June
Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace me Sittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggaz yell Tryin to torture em to tell, I'm gettin mail But ain't
bad guy, why? I say, "Hi," and try to stay high Life's a mess don't stress, test.. of givin but be thankful that you're livin.. blessed Guess who's back
the whip and spray the whole strip (For you, I walk up close and lay a nigga's kin) For you, there ain't a damn thing that I won't do I'm a Thug, this
