stand, for the True tell Ghetto gained a ghetto name from ghetto ways Now there could be some ghetto gangs and ghetto play If ghetto thang can have its way in ghetto
's just the ghetto thang It's just the ghetto thang, word It's just the ghetto thang, word It's just the ghetto thang, word It's just the ghetto thang
Traduzione: De La Soul. Ghetto Thang.
m troublesome [Chorus] Tra la la la la la all ya niggas die [several times] Trouble shit Gutter ways my mentality is ghetto We're guerillas in this
Cradle to the Grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto.
't stop [Chorus] Feel like a victim in this ghetto trap you got me stuck in this system now your stuck in this game feel like a victim in this ghetto
[Chorus] A man would die a thousand times Before he reach one with soul The one he beathes will be his last breath Or does any one ever known He died
them Suave House beats In the Benz blowin Sweets got your gal between my sheets Speak -- I ain't have to say one little thang The fame of my name blew the ghetto
splif It's love thang, it's a hate thang[Love], it's a great thang [And hate] Cali to the state of Maine, it's a world thang And I'ma soldier, always
to understand But you don't know this man Lt. doing his thang! (thang!) Manhandle the track to bang! (bang!) Nigga we got swang! Swank mag' beneath my sink I hold rank doing this thang! (thang
Smoked out with no goal, God bless my soul Dranking liquor ery'day, just to ease the load For every wheel this way, sometimes I pray Picture me living in the ghetto
night to the spot, tryin' to survive in the game And doin' shows coast to coast, sippin' 'nac on the plane While you do your thang, I'ma do my thang
a winner (Uh) Y'all catch me in the ghetto with either my medal or my figures [Cormega] The coke dealer, go-rilla, Mega flow iller Fucking with me, your mind, body and soul
an major contract with the Lakers It's C-R put them with E-R double O trouble blow Ghetto star haters split your wig And do the thang in this game 'til
Treacherous Three..not just me...my whole crew moving just like a silver shadow...throwin hammers like Thor when we battle...heads rattle...rock and roll...all that jazz, pop and soul
get it, get it And once you get a mill ticket niggas will kick it Plus hoe niggas do hoe thangs But I'm a throwed nigga doing throwed thangs So please
It ain't a new thang, it ain't old seed The truth is always new, but never told see It's that the devil's the preacher and God's the president And hell's the ghetto
