Lyrics Ghetto Commandments - Snoop Dogg , T-Pain
Woo
Yeah
yeah,
ay
Woo
Forgive
me
father
Dear
Heavenly
Father-ha
Ah
(ay)
Yeah
yeah
Trap
(Ay),
Trap,
Trap,
Trap
Ay
(Ay)
Follow
my
ghetto
commandments
You
gon'
really
see
the
way
that
I
handle
it
You
gon'
be
the
fuck
down
Or
you
gonna'
get
fucked
up
Its
kill
or
be
killed,
Get
buck
or
get
fucked
up,
nigga
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9
hit
it
one
more
time
Follow
my,
Ghetto
Commandments
Follow
my,
Ghetto
Commandments
Nigga,
first
of
all
(all)
I'm
the
first
and
last
(last)
You
just
the
first
to
fall
(fall)
I'm
just
the
first
to
blast
(Blaw)
If
you
wanna
curse
us
all,
(all)
Then
imma'
have
to
curse
yo
ass
And
leave
you
in
the
park,
Underneath
a
bunch
of
dirt
and
grass
(yeah)
I'm
the
only
me,
(me)
But
I'm
the
first
of
us
(bust)
And
you
the
first
victim,
(victim)
Quenching
my
thirst
for
blood
(Ugh)
Trust
me
homie,
you
don't
want
to
go
to
work
wit'
us
(us)
I'll
turn
you
hook
to
ashes,
(ash)
And
turn
your
to
dust
(dust)
Tell
me
what's
the
difference
between
love
and
lust,
(lust)
Because
I
love
the
love,
(love)
But
I'm
in
love
with
lust
(lust)
Walk
up
to
your
bitch
and
tell
her
that
I
would
love
to
come
up
when
those
devils
come
(is)
leave
dat
crack
in
the
crack
of
her
butt
(yeah)
Make
her
lay
down
in
a
back
of
a
back
of
a
truck
(truck)
And
when
she
come
up
like
a
squirrel,
She
just
asking
for
nuts
(brr)
24s
on
my
caddy
I'm
just
askin'
for
putt
(fore)
So
when
you
come
to
my
trap
you're
just
asking
for
us
They
say
thou
shall
not
talk,
(talk)
Thou
shall
not
speak,
(speak)
Thou
shall
bow
in
the
presences
of
a
G
(g)
I
spray
mace
in
a
bad
boy's
eye
Leave
his
shit
all
puffy
so,
Thou
shall
not
see
(see)
Thou
shall
not
smile
Thou
shall
never
show
his
teeth
I
hate
thou,
art
thou,
thou
shall
repeat
(peat)
Thou
shall
not
(Thou
shall
not)
Bitch
I
said
don't
talk,
Shoot
you
in
your
ass
and
stab
your
feet,
Now
how
you
gon'
walk?
I'm
sick
in
the
head,
I
piss
in
the
bed
Hop
up
out
the
ocean,
and
I
leave
the
fishermen
red
So
much
blood
on
the
set,
the
cops
hollerin'
out
'soo-woo'
Bitch
I'm
from
New
Orleans,
you
know
I
know
that
voo-doo
iPod
blastin',
2pac
yeah
hit
em
up
Chow
down,
spit
em
up
Black
bag,
get
em
up
Call
the
chef
tonight,
were
having
sinners
for
dinner
Aint
no
wireless
in
the
hood,
so
I
aint
talking
about
twitter
When
I
say,
The
run
around,
the
rap
around
(Rap
around)
You
talk,
then
you
walk,
me
im
shackled
down
(sh-sh)
See
me
and
the
pigs,
we
dont
fuck
around
(uh-uh)
That
snitching
in
the
hood,
lemme'
break
that
down
(break
it
down)
They
do
theirs,
we
do
ours,
understand
me?
I'm
blue'd
up,
crippin
with
my
family
And
we
dont
give
a
fuck
about
the,
POs,
the
COs,
cause
we
knows
That
we
goes,
that
we
goes
We
do
time
then
parole
(rol)
Now
im
back
on
the
block
gettin'
mad
shit
Stacking
the
block
cold
cockin'
it
Back
in
the
lot
fort
locking
it
and
you
know
that
I'm
co-rockin
it
Shoebox
full
of
money
with
a
sock
in
it
And
we
celebrate
in
the
ghetto
by
popping
it
No
champagne
or
Cristal
Machine
guns
n'
pistols
(tols)
Blaw,
hood
shit
Like
that?
Game
over
(over)
See
in
my
hood
we
crip,
or
dip,
so
Follow
me
On
some
gangsta
shit,
Biotch
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