Tone Trump ft. The Real Freeway Rick Ross - Ghetto Boy | Текст песни

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• Tone Trump ft. The Real Freeway Rick Ross
• Ghetto Boy

My mind playing tricks like the ghetto boys
They wanna slap and stack up on the ghetto boys
Make a million then invest it in the ghetto boy
I made it up but I will always be a ghetto boy
My mind playing tricks like the ghetto boys
They wanna slap and stack up on the ghetto boys
Make a million then invest it in the ghetto boy
I made it up but I will always be a ghetto boy
A ghetto boy, a ghetto boy
Make a million then invest it in the ghetto boy
A ghetto boy, a ghetto boy
I made it up but I will always be a ghetto boy

In Killadelph they shooting while it's day time
80 degrees and my hoodie on like Trayvon
I got my vest on, I'm on my 50 shit
Money hoes and clothes I'm on my biggest shit
Heartbeat to the great ones stay away from the fake ones
I moot mane and I ate one
Been a trill nigger since day 1
T Anne on my hand, Ray Star on my neck
Five for myself, West Philly like frack
I hustle smart for that check, big house with a deck
And I'm still up in the hood where them youngest catching them rap
Screaming RIP to the soldiers, from the young bulls to the oldest
The winter time's so hot and the summertime's the coldest

My mind playing tricks like the ghetto boys
They wanna slap and stack up on the ghetto boys
Make a million then invest it in the ghetto boy
I made it up but I will always be a ghetto boy
My mind playing tricks like the ghetto boys
They wanna slap and stack up on the ghetto boys
Make a million then invest it in the ghetto boy
I made it up but I will always be a ghetto boy
A ghetto boy, a ghetto boy
Make a million then invest it in the ghetto boy
A ghetto boy, a ghetto boy
I made it up but I will always be a ghetto boy

I think I'm Scarface, I think I'm Willie D
Fucking hitmen, these young bulls they kill for free

They popping pills, they smoking dust
Don't hit that blunt if you ain't roll it up
I'm turned up never turned down I ain't talking bout no club nigger
From my hood to your hood I'm talking bout them thug niggers
Obama won but there's no hope
They rapping bricks but it's no coke
They talking loud but they smoking mesh
No lawyer money you're going to bid
No loyalty just sucker niggers
No good girls they just fucking niggers
The b form we ain't ducking niggers
Word to keen I don't trust these niggers
They love to hate they quit the rap
I know it's harsh but I'm spitting facts
Heartbeat a hustle, break my heart I can't bring you back

My mind playing tricks like the ghetto boys
They wanna slap and stack up on the ghetto boys
Make a million then invest it in the ghetto boy
I made it up but I will always be a ghetto boy
My mind playing tricks like the ghetto boys
They wanna slap and stack up on the ghetto boys
Make a million then invest it in the ghetto boy
I made it up but I will always be a ghetto boy
A ghetto boy, a ghetto boy
Make a million then invest it in the ghetto boy
A ghetto boy, a ghetto boy
I made it up but I will always be a ghetto boy

West Philly, get your grind on
It's your man Real Rick Ross
Yeah lock the streets down my man
Keep it real
Lotta these suckers out here
Won't give pour kids what they need
All they wanna do is pimp
They don't know that game ain't shit
It only lead to one of two places
Let you know that you can be anything you want to be
It ain't easy
Sometimes it's hard
But a motherfucker gotta stay focused
Keeping score
Don't let'em take you
Because if you do they will
Where you wind up nobody knows