Mistah Fab - Ghetto Lyfe Lyrics

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His momma says he aint shit

To blow and get some doe

Fools is so anxious

Fiens takin crank hits

Mixed in them dank spliffs

It make they brains flip

It make they brain switch

And bosss thang flip

And take them spain trips

And import them thangs quick

All through the main ships

Pizza man he stay piz

We always take his

Ice cream man dont stop

On most blocks

It so hot

Wit mo cops

Then corn crops

Thug babies is born pac

Bedrooms like porn shops

And mama warn pops

Not to come around

If so his arm shot

Whole family be on rocks

Crazy and its non-bbstop

Everywhere u go its far from settle

But hey you learn to deal with that growin up in the ghetto

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Verse 3:

It be them worldwide hoods

Where moms and grandmoms raise you good

Gave u everything they could

You still dont understood

Them down south peeps

That make sure there was somthing ta eat

That house that cook chicken every day of the week

Them neighboors that work hard labor every day on their feet

Them hoods where kids see cars and still stay in the street

Them tempeture thugs that stay with the heat

And u know them street thugs

They stay with them teef

Them gold ones

They sit back chit chat and roll one

Post infront of the store intill the 5-0 come.

And when they come they still dont run

They yell whateva to whateva

Them assholes talk and say

Turn their backs and just walk away

And spark they hay

Hey what can I say

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