Ghetto Children lyrics

by

Big Tymers


[Verse 1]
In these times we gotta hustle cause our pockets be hurt
Lil n*ggas wanna get fronted from who got work
Is she ready for that, you wanna wash the bus
Let a n*gga know where they at so ain't no stoppin' us
If you handle yo business right I'ma promote yo ass
You b*tch out and try to kite I'ma come smoke yo ass
The sh*t that I'm givin' you they tryin' blood ta get
The vicks be runnin' through because they love the sh*t
So don't come with that no one buy it the sh*t was poo
n*ggas tried ta rob me nobody was comin' through
Snitches I can't have that
b*tches I can't have that
Riches you can have that
Just bring me my cash back
Look its all gravy with me go head and shine
That's how you play it with me ya big tyme
All I want is the Gs
With a trunk full of keys
A Benz on twenties
You got something you can lend me
sh*t n*gga I ain't doing nothin' for me for free
Can't put no trust in you n*ggas cuz yall be tryin' ta run G
Cause I don't like dreamin' 'bout makin' no cheese
Wanna see my muthaf*ckin' bank account O.D.ed
[Chorus]
Until then I'ma be thuggin' behind a project buildin'
Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children
Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million lawd lawd)
Until then I'ma be thuggin' behind a project buildin'
Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children
Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million lawd lawd)

[Verse 2]
Now I'm on some sh*t again
Leave a n*gga stranded like Gilligan
Hundreds I'm considerin'
Lex it for a million
Catch it n*gga I'm killin' 'em
They spot but I ain't feelin' 'em
My jacket off appearin' them
Some a say it's numerary
Partners in for sipperin'
Juvenile is different
Look at what I did to them
n*ggas wearin' Reeboks instead of Nikes and Timbalands
b*tch n*ggas I be tippin' 'em
My mac nine it be flippin' 'em
Some of these n*ggas is tryin' ta run G
So I be gippin' 'em
They would do the same to me
n*ggas ain't no family
sh*t is all a game to me
But nobody gone handle me
Four hundred degreez
Tottin' guns runnin' with me
No wonder we need
Mo money 1 could receive
n*gga wanna deal with this Christ
I'ma put it open in his life
Never should I f*ck with me right
Why you keep duckin' me shy
I'ma knock ya head off
n*gga tryin' ta get to ya f*ck tryin' to play it off
You made the beef n*gga so why is you scared
If you mind yo f*ckin' business then yo life would be spared
I can't see it
n*gga try ta make me out a b*tch I can't be it
I had a muthaf*ckin' problem with n*ggas like freed me
You probably can save yall self but you can't save yall neighbors
Um, and now I got cha spinnin' on round like a baseball playa
Put on this potato on the end of my nine
Foolishness I entertain to keep these n*ggas in line
Look cause I don't like to dream about makin' no cheese
Wanna see my muthaf*ckin' bank account OD'ed
[Chorus]
Until then I'ma be thuggin' behind a project buildin'
Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children
Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million lawd lawd)
Until then I'ma be thuggin' behind a project buildin'
Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children
Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million lawd lawd)

[Verse 3]
Ask them n*ggas bout me
Bet them b*tches know me
Magnolia head buster out that wild T.C
I'ma young n*gga
Look at what ya done n*gga
You done made me mad
Now I'm goin' get my gun n*gga
Betta watch cha tongue n*gga
Cause I'm gettin' dumb n*gga
Killed one n*gga
Represent where I'm from n*gga
Three thangs you don't never do: f*ck with a man, his change, or his mama
You do that, you want drama
f*ck with a big tyma, fo sho you gone see
I'm out cha which one of you boys want me
I'ma keep it real with ya
Ya say you the man, I know I'm the man and I'm ready ta deal with cha
I'm prepared for the toe taggin'
Keep my Reeboks strapped tight with my Gibauds saggin'
Now, I done rocked a couple of ki's and I done flipped that two times
I know I'm in a drought and they gonna pursue mine
I got bills to pay I can't be playin' with you jokers
These youngsters somethin' else now, you bout it they'll provoke ya
You can't understand how a n*gga my age
Can hit the streets psyched up bustin' with the twelve gauge
But I don't like ta dream about makin' no cheese
In the future wanna see my f*ckin' pockets OD'd
[Chorus]
Until then I'ma be thuggin' behind a project buildin'
Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children
Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million lawd lawd)
Until then I'ma be thuggin' behind a project buildin'
Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children
Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million lawd lawd)
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