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in the ghetto - ghetto baby boom lyrics

[intro]
(f*ck the fire, we got grease)
(it’s a wayne beat)
yeah

[verse]
give that boy some water, huh, he look like he dyin’
drop his ass, do him like his brothers if he keep playin’
then go f*ck a b*tch and hit the booth and do my tweaker dance
got these n*ggas sick i can’t fold, i can’t bend
you ain’t got no money for me? n*gga, we ain’t locked in
i got three kids, psych, i’m lyin’, i just need mine
b*tches say they like my sign, i think they want me pocket dialed
that’s why i keep bl!cky on me, that’s why i don’t f*ck around
this right here ain’t no movie, you won’t catch me at thе stu’
you lookin’ like you on that sh*t, i bet i turn your ass to doodoo
you ain’t certifiеd, it’s over with, it ain’t no more recruitin’
give a f*ck ’bout what he did, give a f*ck ’bout who he cool with
turn his ass to macaroni, turn his ass to f*ckin’ cool whip
that n*gga ghetto crazy, yeah, he be on some smooth sh*t
i got popped, i sent a hit, but i ain’t never lose sh*t
just another lesson learned, yop, gotta move quick
and bought a hundred guns and told my n*ggas hoop it once, hmm
don’t worry ’bout it, code talkin’, n*gga, get it done
it’s so hard to figure me out, n*gga, you know i’m the one
is he slidin’ or is he just rappin’? n*gga, i don’t know
hmm, let the streets tell it, sh*t, that n*gga doin’ both
ain’t sh*t changed about it, pony gang, he still do the most
still’ll pop up on you broad day, pop out like peekaboo
ain’t no pickin’ beef, shoot at you then shoot at you

- ghetto baby boom lyrics

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