Money in the Ghetto Lyrics
| Song | Money in the Ghetto |
| Artist | Too $hort |
| Album | Get In Where You Fit In |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Verse one： | |
| In the ghetto | |
| You think life is hard | |
| Food stamps and to' up cars | |
| Wall to wall dirty on carpet | |
| Sit in a buckethopin you can start it | |
| And ride around to the liquor store | |
| Can't get a job get drunk some more | |
| You betta stop trippin on dem stereotypes | |
| Cause in the ghetto there's a good life | |
| We ain't starvin like marvin and won't see no roach | |
| When ya chill wit the rich folks in the hood | |
| Ya sittin on leather watchin big screens | |
| Bought by the dope fiends | |
| Smokin, and what about the brother wit the good jobs | |
| Save money and workin hard | |
| Bought a house for his wife and kids | |
| Ya only got one life to live | |
| I know a brother dat got some cocaine | |
| Ya know his face but don't know his name | |
| Ya know he got the sack man | |
| And he's sittin on a phat bank | |
| Sellin cars at his house in the driveway | |
| Being so clean don't roll it just fly away | |
| Cause folks got money in the ghetto | |
| Yea you know | |
| Chorus: | |
| Hey hey hey | |
| What cha got to say | |
| (it's money in the ghetto) | |
| Hollywoooooood | |
| Havin money in the ghettooo | |
| Verse two: | |
| Money in the ghetto ain't nothin new | |
| It's been like dat way before you | |
| Was even born get up from the down stroke | |
| Chocolate city for the black folks | |
| Say it loud in ya hot pants | |
| Man child in the promise land | |
| I take ya back to iceberg's land | |
| And all the playas that came before him | |
| If you a everyday hustler, get cha money | |
| Cause what they do to black man ain't funny | |
| All the time tryin to put us the pen | |
| You get parole and then they send ya again | |
| All the homies in the hood gettin paid | |
| You might have left but the money stayed | |
| In the ghetto it ain't all bout drugs | |
| Gettin paid doin all kinds of stuff | |
| Only rule on the street is don't get caught | |
| Unless ya hustle ain't breakin the law | |
| And even though rich folks got it good | |
| We're sittin on it phat in the hood | |
| I'm ridin dem gold ones | |
| Smokin dank and it's potent | |
| Ask dem fools cause they know | |
| It's money in the ghetto | |
| -chorus- | |
| Verse three: | |
| I got money baby just tell me the price | |
| Cause short dawg ain't nuttin nice | |
| I always hit the town wit my boy ben franklin | |
| Spend fo get an ounce a dank then | |
| Rich nigga get high relaxin | |
| And if i bust a ben frank get some andrew jacksons | |
| Five twenties for a hundred dollar bill | |
| You know the math lets make deal | |
| On a one dollar bill if ya look on the front | |
| Ya find the face of george washington | |
| Make money baby dat's all i do | |
| Dat's how i know thomas jefferson is on the two | |
| Abraham lincoln got shot and died | |
| Freed the slaves so they put him on the five | |
| And how much in my old time friend | |
| They put his face on the front of the ten | |
| They are the dead presidents | |
| From the hood and they represent | |
| The american dream for the average monority | |
| Make some money get some weed and a forty | |
| I'm on the east side livin like a king | |
| Kick back watch a fifty inch screens | |
| Bounce to the west and hit studio | |
| And spend my money in the ghetto | |
| -chorus- |
| Verse one: | |
| In the ghetto | |
| You think life is hard | |
| Food stamps and to' up cars | |
| Wall to wall dirty on carpet | |
| Sit in a buckethopin you can start it | |
| And ride around to the liquor store | |
| Can' t get a job get drunk some more | |
| You betta stop trippin on dem stereotypes | |
| Cause in the ghetto there' s a good life | |
| We ain' t starvin like marvin and won' t see no roach | |
| When ya chill wit the rich folks in the hood | |
| Ya sittin on leather watchin big screens | |
| Bought by the dope fiends | |
| Smokin, and what about the brother wit the good jobs | |
| Save money and workin hard | |
| Bought a house for his wife and kids | |
| Ya only got one life to live | |
| I know a brother dat got some cocaine | |
| Ya know his face but don' t know his name | |
| Ya know he got the sack man | |
| And he' s sittin on a phat bank | |
| Sellin cars at his house in the driveway | |
| Being so clean don' t roll it just fly away | |
| Cause folks got money in the ghetto | |
| Yea you know | |
| Chorus: | |
| Hey hey hey | |
| What cha got to say | |
| it' s money in the ghetto | |
| Hollywoooooood | |
| Havin money in the ghettooo | |
| Verse two: | |
| Money in the ghetto ain' t nothin new | |
| It' s been like dat way before you | |
| Was even born get up from the down stroke | |
| Chocolate city for the black folks | |
| Say it loud in ya hot pants | |
| Man child in the promise land | |
| I take ya back to iceberg' s land | |
| And all the playas that came before him | |
| If you a everyday hustler, get cha money | |
| Cause what they do to black man ain' t funny | |
| All the time tryin to put us the pen | |
| You get parole and then they send ya again | |
| All the homies in the hood gettin paid | |
| You might have left but the money stayed | |
| In the ghetto it ain' t all bout drugs | |
| Gettin paid doin all kinds of stuff | |
| Only rule on the street is don' t get caught | |
| Unless ya hustle ain' t breakin the law | |
| And even though rich folks got it good | |
| We' re sittin on it phat in the hood | |
| I' m ridin dem gold ones | |
| Smokin dank and it' s potent | |
| Ask dem fools cause they know | |
| It' s money in the ghetto | |
| chorus | |
| Verse three: | |
| I got money baby just tell me the price | |
| Cause short dawg ain' t nuttin nice | |
| I always hit the town wit my boy ben franklin | |
| Spend fo get an ounce a dank then | |
| Rich nigga get high relaxin | |
| And if i bust a ben frank get some andrew jacksons | |
| Five twenties for a hundred dollar bill | |
| You know the math lets make deal | |
| On a one dollar bill if ya look on the front | |
| Ya find the face of george washington | |
| Make money baby dat' s all i do | |
| Dat' s how i know thomas jefferson is on the two | |
| Abraham lincoln got shot and died | |
| Freed the slaves so they put him on the five | |
| And how much in my old time friend | |
| They put his face on the front of the ten | |
| They are the dead presidents | |
| From the hood and they represent | |
| The american dream for the average monority | |
| Make some money get some weed and a forty | |
| I' m on the east side livin like a king | |
| Kick back watch a fifty inch screens | |
| Bounce to the west and hit studio | |
| And spend my money in the ghetto | |
| chorus |
| Verse one: | |
| In the ghetto | |
| You think life is hard | |
| Food stamps and to' up cars | |
| Wall to wall dirty on carpet | |
| Sit in a buckethopin you can start it | |
| And ride around to the liquor store | |
| Can' t get a job get drunk some more | |
| You betta stop trippin on dem stereotypes | |
| Cause in the ghetto there' s a good life | |
| We ain' t starvin like marvin and won' t see no roach | |
| When ya chill wit the rich folks in the hood | |
| Ya sittin on leather watchin big screens | |
| Bought by the dope fiends | |
| Smokin, and what about the brother wit the good jobs | |
| Save money and workin hard | |
| Bought a house for his wife and kids | |
| Ya only got one life to live | |
| I know a brother dat got some cocaine | |
| Ya know his face but don' t know his name | |
| Ya know he got the sack man | |
| And he' s sittin on a phat bank | |
| Sellin cars at his house in the driveway | |
| Being so clean don' t roll it just fly away | |
| Cause folks got money in the ghetto | |
| Yea you know | |
| Chorus: | |
| Hey hey hey | |
| What cha got to say | |
| it' s money in the ghetto | |
| Hollywoooooood | |
| Havin money in the ghettooo | |
| Verse two: | |
| Money in the ghetto ain' t nothin new | |
| It' s been like dat way before you | |
| Was even born get up from the down stroke | |
| Chocolate city for the black folks | |
| Say it loud in ya hot pants | |
| Man child in the promise land | |
| I take ya back to iceberg' s land | |
| And all the playas that came before him | |
| If you a everyday hustler, get cha money | |
| Cause what they do to black man ain' t funny | |
| All the time tryin to put us the pen | |
| You get parole and then they send ya again | |
| All the homies in the hood gettin paid | |
| You might have left but the money stayed | |
| In the ghetto it ain' t all bout drugs | |
| Gettin paid doin all kinds of stuff | |
| Only rule on the street is don' t get caught | |
| Unless ya hustle ain' t breakin the law | |
| And even though rich folks got it good | |
| We' re sittin on it phat in the hood | |
| I' m ridin dem gold ones | |
| Smokin dank and it' s potent | |
| Ask dem fools cause they know | |
| It' s money in the ghetto | |
| chorus | |
| Verse three: | |
| I got money baby just tell me the price | |
| Cause short dawg ain' t nuttin nice | |
| I always hit the town wit my boy ben franklin | |
| Spend fo get an ounce a dank then | |
| Rich nigga get high relaxin | |
| And if i bust a ben frank get some andrew jacksons | |
| Five twenties for a hundred dollar bill | |
| You know the math lets make deal | |
| On a one dollar bill if ya look on the front | |
| Ya find the face of george washington | |
| Make money baby dat' s all i do | |
| Dat' s how i know thomas jefferson is on the two | |
| Abraham lincoln got shot and died | |
| Freed the slaves so they put him on the five | |
| And how much in my old time friend | |
| They put his face on the front of the ten | |
| They are the dead presidents | |
| From the hood and they represent | |
| The american dream for the average monority | |
| Make some money get some weed and a forty | |
| I' m on the east side livin like a king | |
| Kick back watch a fifty inch screens | |
| Bounce to the west and hit studio | |
| And spend my money in the ghetto | |
| chorus |
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