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spice 1 - welcome to the ghetto '17 كلمات الأغنية

intro: spice 1:

1991, welcome to the ghetto, man, it’s 2017, sh_t ain’t changed

chorus: aloe jo’el:

welcome to the ghetto (welcome, welcome)
where the streets don’t stop and the pain don’t stop, you know
i’m talkin’ ’bout the ghetto (ohh), yeah
ohh, where the rules don’t change, and the streets stay cold

verse 1: spice 1:

livin’ day by day in my hood on the trap
seein’ the same old thing, methamphetamines, crack
just a average day where the crips and the bloods play
and pimps slappin’ hoes for drinkin’ they alizé
in the ghetto, 2017
where trump is the president and n_ggas sippin’ on lean (set back, set back)
n_ggas broke as f_ck beggin’ for change
sh_t, i’m beggin’ for change too, hopin’ to re_arrange
but the ghetto ain’t changed, it’s still death in the street
single parents still struggle for their kids to eat
and, let’s buy our blocks so we can all own it
’cause if heaven got a ghetto, i wanna put my d_mn payment on it
break the babies out the [?] syndrome
and teach ’em how to love theyselves and live long
crooked cops be lettin’ the lead bust
it’s still ain’t no justice, it’s just us
chorus

verse 2: deanna nicole:

yo, it goes down in the hood
if you know better, you would keep that understood
certain type of n_ggas be real and stay loyal
others type of n_ggas that’s turn that flamboyant
no trust, no love lost out the gate
watch them fake n_ggas skate by with the hate
snakes don’t hiss no more than how you brawl
quick to set you up for them years in the do’
dopeman sellin’ crack fiends all soap
got yo’ baby mama bussin’ p_ssy hopin’ for the coke
cold game, real white, the snow (uh)
i’m propane, i got the light off in a blow
get up out the hood been a dream from the go
but you steady takin’ l’s, usin’ b_tches on the go
yo, hard life and the norm be schemin’
can’t tell me sh_t about the hood, everyday i’mma cheat this to the needed

chorus

verse 3: mic dubb:

ay, feelin’ the pain, feelin’ the rain
we losin’ the ones who got so much to gain
it’s a d_mn shame what they did to cuz
over the years we shed tears and blood (uh)
lifestyles of the young and dangerous
better not be out there when it happen ’cause them n_ggas hang (that’s right)
them n_ggas is brainless, they ain’t thinkin’ ’bout nothin’
they livin’ for the moment, treatin’ they brothers like opponents
feelin’ the chop on the black man, they part of the black plan (uhuh)
f_ck the kkk, we should be startin’ a black clan
stop spendin’ money with them and put yo’ money in black hands (yes)
i finally understand what they done to the black man
speak on it (uh)
broke us down but we focused now
third eye vision, ain’t no hocus pocus now
too strong so they know they can’t hold us down
as long as we keep movin’, they can’t slow us down
chorus

verse 4: sani_g:

every day i wake up, i try to see the good
but ain’t too much changed in my neighborhood
the murder rate still high and the hood is hot
the folks and the vice lords still runnin’ the block
in the ghetto, in 2017
racism is still alive, what happened to martin’s dream?
some forget our bloodline is greatness
still up against the system that designed to break us
no matter where we at, every city on the map
the color of our skin put a target on our back
don’t wanna see us excel, the school systems fail
police tryna k!ll us or lock us up in a cell
through unity we can make it than let it dreams
see, we made it through slavery, we make it through anything (true)
some of us also, some workin’ for 9 to 5
now that’s the way that it is, where i’m from we survive

chorus x2

- spice 1

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