Born In Da Ghetto lyrics

by

Fat Joe


(Crack)
Born in da ghetto! Pots getting ready!
On with the metal! Pac, Makavelli!
Born in da ghetto! Pots getting ready!
On with the metal! Pac, Makavelli!

(Angel)
Born in the ghetto, raised in the struggle
Ratchet got the casket, Crack got the shovels
Bombs in the luggage, Guns in the duffle
Makaveli on I think New York is in Trouble
Suicidal thoughts as I'm getting high to BIG
Pun on the speakers when The God wanna triz
PuertoRoc Puro big ups to Carolina
A pound of the piff got these Mamis looking china
Nemos with the pina got them in the loop
It ain't nothing but a G Thang I'm feeling like Snoop
My cubs wanna shoot, My Lionz wanna stab
We them TerrorSquad Gods man everythings for grabs
Stop!
Pay attention to what the Don Do!
If you got hate in your blood we look beyond you
You can't even bear or imagine the pain I've gone through
You'll have to murder yourself and kill your mom's too

(Crack)
Born in da ghetto! Pots getting ready!
On with the metal! Pac, Makavelli!
Born in da ghetto! Pots getting ready!
On with the metal! Pac, Makavelli!

(Ry So Valid)

Came out the room, raised by a gangsta
On with the metal, prepare to meet ya maker!
All got machetes, f*ck around and shank ya
My guys cheffin pies, in the kitchen like a baker
Get it on the curb! Chirp on the razor
Put em under tounges how you talk with the razor!
Put in the word, head pushed back by manito!
Came to the Bronx, Lionz Pride be Junito!
But I’m on a private, on the way to Cartagena
And when the yacht charter, the emblem say Cartagena
Roaming around in Rome, and my b*tch is a Moana Lisa
Probly piling a kilo, got that Pepi Le Pue
Probly C.O my company, Executive Move
Took a dive in the pool, its bout the size of my room
Chillin with barbera walters, saw that b*tch on the view
Textin Obama’s daughters when theres nothing to do
If you was rich as us you would be doing it to!
n*ggas this that glamour life, talking Tony Montana life
Chichi get the yayo, snapple strawberry kiwi
Took it up to Orlando, visit my Titi Kimi
Wearing the Red Octobers, n*gga its still september
Twisted like a blender, can’t touch this that MC Hammer
Banana clips go bananas, I go thru bricks like I’m Santa
They going loco Four Loko
Just sipped some Coco Loso…
All my followers looking at me for motivation
I jump off yachts, got more spots then dalmations
Off shore A.P’s, Maybach’s is so spacious
Sent Nasa 50 m’s, bought a new space ship
Couple shots to ya grill, give a n*gga the face lift!
Face it, y’all basic, Im abstract… ASICS
Can't keep it simple cuz simple n*ggas gon base it!
Took the bar, raised it
Ya bars FADED……
Sky box high getting ELEVATED!
And this just a reminder n*gga, ya bars FADED!

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