Out Of The Ghetto (Album Version|Edited)-Sheek Louch

Out Of The Ghetto (Album Version|Edited)

歌手:Sheek Louch

时间:2010-01-01

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Out Of The Ghetto (Album Version|Edited) - Sheek Louch/Kobe Honeycutt

Written by:Sean Jacobs/Don Cannon

I'm sorry my father I was just trying to make a dollar

I'm trying to get a dollar in the ghetto

Sunshine is I heard of I see is nothing but murder

Gotta make a dollar in the ghetto

Jonnie yeah I finally got my benjamins money back

Shades on sitting in my coupe is jet black

Shorty I ask that I drove with them thugs and them gunshots

My mama had no choice was surrounded by crack spots

I love you ma

These canaries and black rocks

Drop tops flying on the alley way

Him on my ride side black and white chain on

Africa forta

Never giving nothing always have to go

And get it go get it

Bandana on my face Yankee fit it

So now you understand where I'm coming from

That's why I get back you have to respect this respect that

I'm down on my knees praying I tell him that

I'm sorry my father I was just trying to make a dollar

I'm trying to get a dollar in the ghetto

Sunshine is I heard of I see is nothing but murder

Gotta make a dollar in the ghetto

Yeah I'm a ghetto boy like bush with the scar face

Speeding you would think I'm in a car chase

40 out the crack window this is no game DS Nintendo

I'm from the building where we live car washes

I'm the topic throw your apples in your Macintosh

Where you get your feet wet at no galoshes

They say she gonna fire her prognosis

Am I wrong for wanting more money more choose

Am I wrong for wanting less stress less fools

Down on my knees I know I ain't angel

But I'm so let me in please

I'm sorry my father I was just trying

To make a dollar

I'm trying to get a dollar in the ghetto

Sunshine is I heard of I see is nothing but murder

Gotta make a dollar in the ghetto

Yeah and now I throw that money

At them girls in the pole

I'm nice now so they say that I'll be bribing with soul

But you don't know about the roaches crawling out of the bowl

No lunch meat just butter put on a roll

Yeah police wanna follow in force

They say I'm going fast 'cause they hear their exhaust

Yeah down on my knees safety on my glock

I'm asking God to forgive me please

I'm sorry my father I was just trying to make a dollar

I'm trying to get a dollar in the ghetto

Sunshine is I heard of I see is nothing but murder

Gotta make a dollar in the ghetto

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