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The Ghetto Lyrics - Singles - Krayzie Bone

Kill me, son 

Yo, it's on 

Come follow me to the ghetto 

(Dedicated to the hustlers) 

Come follow me to the ghetto 

(Hustlers in the hood) 

Come follow me to the ghetto 

(To the projects) 

 

1 - Come follow me to the ghetto 

But this ain't a place that everybody can go 

(You got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto) 

Come follow me to the ghetto 

No this ain't the place that everybody can go 

(I say you got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto) 

 

Come follow me to the ghetto 

But this ain't a place that everybody can go 

(You got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto) 

Come follow me to the ghetto 

Nope this ain't the place that everybody can go 

(I say you got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto) 

 

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What a wonderful day off in the neighborhood 

G-double O-D good mornin' to ya 

(Wake up) get up, hey there, whassup? 

Let's take a stroll through this place we call home 

And everybody be knowin' your name 

The PJ, where we tryin' to survive 

Of all our good times after workin' all day 

So we hangin' all night, drinkin' 

Feelin' all right from the love in our community 

You're a friend to me keepin' it real 

Is what we done to get by day 

You watch my back, you back is got 

What a nigga from, it's like that 

It ain't all good, then again, it ain't all bad 

It's hard times, but some of the best times we don' had 

Now can you feel me? 

 

Repeat 1 

 

Photos 

 

And I gotta give my love to the projects nigga, feel me 

We should let him know we ain't forgot 

It's about this on your block 

When they got a fist full a rocks, runnin' from the cops 

Keepin' it real, they try to come up with a hundred dollar bill 

If not, anything to get a meal is all right 

It's all about that bank roll 

'cause when you're broke low, only the strongest survive 

I know people who vanish, so just do what you need 

Just demand to sit public or when they get business 

And if it's illegal, just play with your fears 

I hope I'm forgiven for robbin' and stealin' 

Stickin' your butts up for 50s and 20s 

Dollars, quarters, shit, even pennies, it don't make a difference 

I'm hungry, just give me, y'all feel that? 

Casualtie's caps get peeled back 

It's wild down here where we live at 

Real quick you could get killed, that's the way it goes 

You never know 

Givin' my peace to hustlers strugglin' in the ghetto, ah 

Tryin' to make that money, what we'll do to make that money 

 

Repeat 1 

 

What you know about hard time? 

What you know about the hard time? 

What they know about hard time? 

Say, what you know about that hard time? 

I can feel it, feel it 

 

Hard time 

What they know about the hard time? 

What they know about hard time? 

Say, what you know about that hard time? 

I can feel it, feel it 

 

Supercat told you that the ghetto's real hot 

But you's didn't listen 

So we gotta deliver another rendition 

For instance, everybody knows how it go 

1st of the Month, don't front, you did there before 

The place where random family confront you 

Cops will try to hunt you 

Cats will try to pump you and stunt you 

Nobody wants you to succeed, just fail 

The crabs in the bedroom theory 

Clearly the ghetto has it's ills, but hear me 

The streets is where I learned to chase goals instead of my tail 

Learned I wanted to sell lyrics instead of Yale 

Studio time instead of time in the cell 

I was compelled to excel 

But to appreciate heaven, gotta see hell 

 

Repeat 1 until end 

 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Bone Thugs-n-Harmony comin' back atcha in the '99 

DJ U-Neek, Krayzie Bone 

Shouts out to my true T.H.U.G.S. 

Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh 

Bone Thugs-n-Harmony 

Representin' every thug 

Every hustler 

Every ghetto 

Across the USA 

(Got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto) 

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