Ghetto (Remix)

[Chorus]
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Whole new experience, you know the Koop be livin in the
Ghetto, you know what I'm talkin' bout

[Verse 1]
Got a letter in the mail, it's my brother up in jail
And the biggest crook of sales, send a letter, doctor, bills
If I pay him, I'll be broke, I got costs up in here
I got house rent and car notes, I'm gonna have to sell some dope
If I don't, then I may lose, number one, then get to work
I’m about to act a fool, though I’m tryna keep my cool
This's cool, so I think, I’m gon have to rob a bank
Meditation of a stang, I’m about to bring the pain
I’m the one to plant a tree, to bottom up a seed
I don’t really want to do it, but to you it’s nothing to it
If they moved and reached, they did, ’cause I’m scoping with the red
Children, please don’t get me slid, ’cause we’re fuckin’ with the feds
Yeah, it all started from scratchin', mixing with the gangsta rap
And then some pistol packin', say satanic, psychopathic
Kids, and that’s are skill she ought to know
I don’t mean to cut a flow, fuckin’ trials and tribulations
When you livin’ in the motherfuckin'

[Chorus]
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Whole new experience, you know the Koop be livin in the
Ghetto, you know what I'm talkin' bout
And constant suffer and pain, ghetto ghetto ghetto

[Verse 2]
Watch the cars, watch the man, and the children on the streets
Well, the trees don’t have a breeze, and the dogs pay plenty fees
Well, disease is constantly killin’, or a resentance always givin’
Well, the doctor’s on the period, no time for us to use it
See, these issues make the need, it’s been goin’ on since the past
Well police is makin’ case, and our bitches gettin’ arrest
They have food and have to go, murder cases in the car
Show them love, never know, he was hung by a rope
See your moms out to see us, run, see us get misled
Son, go to Nick’s at Doug's and see if we can borrow some bread
Didn’t know how to do it, but the word was nothin’ to it
See, I had to go jump to it, always laughed, and looked at face
What a fool, never left, he be take out what’s our kids
Chilli jars, what’s our class, and our sisters always fed
Lay up, shake ’em, have to stop, some low nigga finna get popped
I’m gon’ have to push some rocks, man, your family said I’m so

[Chorus]
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Whole new experience, you know the Koop be livin in the
Ghetto, you know what I'm talkin' bout
And constant suffer and pain, ghetto ghetto ghetto