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Scarface - The Ghetto Report lyrics

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Scarface- The Ghetto Report

(Talking)

I know yawl niggas tired of dat shit man

I’m tired of that shit 4 yawl

F it

Yeah

Man

(First verse)(Scarface)

It for my niggas doing in life in da trap

Staying focused trying to double day paper and give it back

To hood where they come from the niggas need to move

Cause the opportunities in these ghettos are minimal (true)

It’s pitiful how they got me doing time for a crime that I ain’t never committed

The bottom is I’m a black man

So S.K.I.N

Is my S.I.N

Unless I win

I be headed to a cell in the pin

And when I come home go right back in shit

It’s like the hoods got a heart and a soul

Its cold these little children die before they old

The situations make a nigga feel abused

But as it is the president recruiting all the kids

Dying for a country they they don’t know ain’t even his

And momma losing sleep and shedding tears

Years

(Chorus)

Open ya ears oh my niggas this is street news

Broadcasting live from the ghetto this is street blues

Where niggas dying every day in streets fool

Yeah we on the grind cause our kids gotta eat too

Open ya ears oh my niggas this is street news

Broadcasting live from the ghetto this is street blues

Where niggas dying every day in streets fool

Yeah we on the grind cause our kids gotta eat too

(Verse 2)(James)

I grew up with a dollar

And the dreams grabbed the silence on the bean

If you try to intervene

It’s through the hard knocks all the scholars turned a Fein

No job in the city

All we got is purple bean

A dirty game

Niggas arrive you on the team

Police‘ll set you up and every hour is a scene

Young niggas lose their life just trying to get some bling

My last name James so I gotta be a king

Disrespect in the FAM and suffer will be a repercussion

If you ain’t talking money my nigga end of discussion

M.O.B. for life so tell these bitches its nothing

Don’t even come around if you ain’t giving me nothing

I live like a boss with thoughts of a made man

You trying to get layed man

I’m trying to get payed man

We hustle in the snow

And watch for the grey van

So da pretty boys dudes get popping they wave man

A man

(Chorus)

Open ya ears oh my niggas this is street news

Broadcasting live from the ghetto this is street blues

Where niggas dying every day in streets fool

Yeah we on the grind cause our kids gotta eat too

Open ya ears oh my niggas this is street news

Broadcasting live from the ghetto this is street blues

Where niggas dying every day in streets fool

Yeah we on the grind cause our kids gotta eat too

(3rd verse)(Monk Kaza)

Every since I was born

Entire life’s been a struggle

Only got two choices either starve or you hustle

See I know what its like to be broke man

Trust me dog I know to what is like to be poor FAM (I know)

I need help to control this hunger

The streets keep calling

How the fuck they get this number

Gotta grind threw the rain and thunder

That’s why I feel likes it whatever

Street blues till the day that I’m under

But it gotta be a way out

The plan been laid out

It’s taking forever dog it feeling like a stake out

No more shortcuts

Focus on the straight route

It’s been too long man it’s for me to break out

Doing for my FAM cause I’m the one they depend on

As long as I’m alive you got a shoulder to lean on

I gotta a lot of love cause my team strong

And faith on my side so I continue to dream on until then

(Chorus)

Open ya ears oh my niggas this is street news

Broadcasting live from the ghetto this is street blues

Where niggas dying every day in streets fool

Yeah we on the grind cause our kids gotta eat too

Open ya ears oh my niggas this is street news

Broadcasting live from the ghetto this is street blues

Where niggas dying every day in streets fool

Yeah we on the grind cause our kids gotta eat too

(End of song)

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