Ghetto Story Chapter 3 (feat. Akon)

歌詞

And this is my story True ghetto story And this is my story Real ghetto story Hey See I was born poor like many men and didn't have nothing Came to America try to make something out of something You see we Africans we love hunting Found my way up to the top like it wasn't nothing And hooked up with some Puerto Ricans up in Jersey We used to be called the Baldwing posse Had it locked we zoned it up to Union City And a couple of projects in New York City I remember those days when Hell was my home When Me and Mama bed was a big piece a foam An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb When Mama gone a work me go street go roam I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome But cats know better than to play around me And knew I kept the AK displayed around me And I moved down to the A to find more cheese And I found out cars make more than we I remember when we run Fatta get him knee blown An mi best friend Richie get two inna him dome I remember so the avenue tun inna warzone An Mickey madda fly him out cau she get a loan But Mickey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own Now a we a lock the city and that is well known Yesterday Mickey call me pan mi phone Mi say Mickey Wi get di ting dem Dem outta luck now Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now Wi have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk now Rah Rah Rah Rah Wi get di ting dem So dem haffi rate wi Cau we a tek it to them wicked of lately And now the whole community a live greatly Rah Rah Rah Rah I remember about '80 Jamaica explode When a Trinity and Tony Hewitt dem a run road That a long before Laing dem and even Bigga Ford When Adams dem a Corporal nuh know the road code I remember when we rob the chiney shop down the road An rumour have it sey the chiney man have a sword But we did have a one pop wey make outta board So you know the next day mama pot Overlooaad How could that be Chop shops in the city call me the ring lead Never thought I flee some how the Po Po still caught up with me But then I got locked up then while we shacked up Focused on locked up then they let me out but Two years later my brother Screw got shot up And got the whole block royal like now what Jamaica get screw tru greed an glutton Politics manipulate and press yutes button But we rich now so dem caan tell man noting Cuz a we a mek Mama a nyaam Fish an Mutton Ehh Ova dehso mek mi tell unnu something Tru mi dey a foreign now a guy kill me cousing An mi here sey TD deh dey but him sey he wasn't Anytime mi fly down him a get bout dozen Cause Wi get di ting dem Dem outta luck now Wi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now Mi have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk now Rah Rah Rah Rah Wi get di ting dem So dem haffi rate wi Cau we a tek it to them wicked of lately And now the whole community a live greatly Rah Rah Rah Rah I remember those days when Hell was my home When Me and Mama bed was a big piece a foam An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb When Mama gone a work me go street go roam I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome I remember when we run Fatta get him knee blown An mi best friend Richie get two inna him dome I remember so the avenue tun inna warzone An Mickey madda fly him out cau she get a loan But Mickey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own Now a we a lock the city and that is well known Yesterday mickey call me pan mi phone Mi say mickey