Buddafly] Welcome, to ghetto life (in the ghetto) Welcome, to ghetto life Streets are a daily life, (in the ghetto) Welcome to ghetto, welcome to ghetto life [Trae
Перевод: Trae. Ghetto Life.
(feat. Rich Boy & Lloyd) [Intro: Chorus] So want you ride with me, my ghetto queen You're all that I need Cause she my ghetto queen, I give her what
[Chorus: Z-Ro singing] Help me please I'm blinded by my tears and I just cain't see So many devils tryin to recycle my soul Cause in the ghetto where
my uncontrollable ballin? right now Use to be scared to walk in the store, I paid the price now My life is too valuable for me to play with life now
reason for my uncontrollable ballin right now use to be scared to walk in the store I payed the price now my life is to valuable for me to play with life
shine (in my life), cause I can't tell if I'm coming or going out Just wanna die sometime [Z-Ro:] First off, I gotta say that I'm thankful for Trae
two rhymes Cause if they lived the life that we live They'd probably be broke down, crying and dying [Chorus] [Z-Ro] Living in the ghetto, everyday
never really know when your time gon be over It feel like it's forever riding on our shoulders [Trae] Why did I have to say goodbye, this life the best
me its cold But ain't no way I can fold, with a pair of nuts this damn swoll Cause where a nigga was raised, don't nobody play games Its like your life
rather slap ya momma, 'fore you come fuckin with Trae homie I'm 'Tha Truth'and I get in that ass with no delay penitentaries, to cities, and ghettos I
bitches and not enough rubbers got so many of my real niggaz under the gutter watch a nigga full of life-life close like shutters godamn stayin healthy is hard as a motherfucker [Trae
Lee] In the ghetto, I'm living in a ghetto world In the ghetto (in the ghetto), it's a struggle but I gotta maintain [Trae] Welcome to the ghetto, where
I go, my ghetto is-my ghetto is pain everyday that I try-I pray to God to get by everywhere I go, my ghetto is-my ghetto is pain [Verse 2: Trae] I was
meeeeee Tell em Trae, when times get hard We gotta keep our head up, and gotta move on through Make it on through, the ghetto the ghetto of my life The
knows, I'm due for earning my crown I done waited my time, and now it's going down Trae and Billy Cook, Stress the remix Life in the street niggaz, better
