paroles de chanson Welcome to the Ghetto - CEO Trayle

It's the captain it's the general

Fuck round and get peter rolled

Backdoor it's kicker nigga

Mano

Ay
Don't be scared little fellow
Welcome to the ghetto
Pop that perc it made me mellow
Made her sing falsetto
Walk with the stick Donatello
High speed race I need a medal
He need somebody to tell on
But it won't be me
Hmm
Mob thru this shit like
Four, five, six deep
Hmm
Ma I dun got rich
But I'll still flock this heat
Tell that nigga don't cross this street
Them monsters eat
Don't step on shit
I stomp my feet
I spark not think

Couple shots
For whoever want to romp with me
Couple blocks spinnin'
I hop out and parked my V
We damn just like to flex
I went broke but got it back
Master P this shit no limit
Ion know where we stopping at
Told her she want me to fuck
She gotta learn to arch her back
Weigh a pound and push a pack
Ay baby like my similac
Say the city filled with rats
She tryna throw her pussy cat
Out the roof I'm looking back
Turn this car I'm sparking facts
Me and Tone was smoking all them blacks
Now I don't smoke no blacks
Said he want that smoke
This nigga keep slipping thru them cracks
I was smoking it like I grew it
Hop out walk down out that Buick
They was hating on me
I knew it
I was tryna taste that perc
I chew
I was off fake percs
They was tryna tell me stop
But they was fake I knew it
Put the mid inside the exotic bags
Put extra cap on to it
Old head say he want the mid
Young nigga say he like the za
Abo don't give a fuck bout shit
That young nigga there flame the car

Don't be scared little fellow
Welcome to the ghetto
Pop that perc it made me mellow
Made her sing falsetto
Walk with the stick Donatello
High speed race I need a medal
He need somebody to tell on
But it won't be me
Hmm
Mob thru this shit like
Four, five, six deep
Hmm
Ma I dun got rich
But I'll still flock this heat
Tell that nigga don't cross this street
Them monsters eat
Don't step on shit
I stomp my feet
I spark not think

Spark my shit
Ima spark my shit