Spice 1 Lyrics: Welcome Back To The Ghetto Lyrics

Spice 1 - Welcome Back To The Ghetto

(Chorus: Spice 1)
Make me wanna holler, throw up both my hands
(Welcome back to the ghetto)
Make me wanna holler, wadin' through my life
(It's welcome back to the ghetto)
Make me wanna holler, throw up both my hands
(It's welcome back to the ghetto)
Make me wanna holler, wadin' through my life
(Welcome back to the ghetto)

(Spice 1)
Still livin' day by day and thug niggas don't play
Niggas thirty years old still out here slangin' yay
Goin' dub for dub, same block, same corner
Too much dr-a-drama out here in California
Different time, different year but still the same place
You ass niggas still throwin' rocks up in your face
Some niggas is still alive I stay in the cut
Some niggas incarcerated, some niggas straight nuts
Lost they mind somwhere in the game they confused
Said about the life they livin' walk in my shoes
You can't, cause I'ma rider
hopelessly lost up in the thug world, fast cars and girls
Gun cases, handcuffs, cops searchin' me thorough
Smokin' weed liftin' weights bitch places and girls
Gotta stay strong, it's not about how long you last
Don't ever let them, jealous motherfuckers speak on your casket
In the ghetto where niggas shoot it out in the rain
Mobb Buckets, shattered headlights, hopes and dreams
Wrote with schemes, niggas gettin' smoked with beams
It's hard to tell who's on the same team
Welcome back to the ghetto

(Chorus)
Make me wanna holler, throw up both my hands
(Welcome back to the ghetto)
Make me wanna holler, wadin' through my life
(It's welcome back to the ghetto)
Make me wanna holler, throw up both my hands
(It's welcome back to the ghetto)
Make me wanna holler, wadin' through my life
(Welcome back to the ghetto)

I'm worried about Ms Parker - that old lady she just sit on the porch
in a rockin' chair watchin' niggas come up short
She had a son three months ago
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