paroles de chanson The Ghetto (Do What Ya Gotta Do) - Christión
Christion
Can
I
tell
ya′ll
a
story
About
my
history
I'm
sure
a
lot
ya′ll
can
relate
to
me
You
see
I'm
from
the
ghetto
A
place
where
me
and
my
brother
shared
The
hardwood
floor
when
the
winter
was
cold
I'm
talkin
about
the
ghetto
Said
the
ghet
the
ghet
the
ghet
I′m
not
going
to
stay
here
no
I
got
plans
to
get
out
of
here
I
see
my
name,
big
lights
Oh
Lord
I
want
to
take
some
of
that
good
life
I
want
to
be
I
want
to
be
A
superstar,
go
get
them
Superstar,
oh
I
want
to
be
yeah
I′ve
got
be
dreams
Of
being
a,
superstar
go
get
them
Superstar
(a
ghetto
super
star)
That
is
all
I
want
to
be
What
you
know
about
that
hard
knock
life?
What
you
know
about
that
ware
fare
life?
Scrape
for
dinner
and
government
cheese
Praying
for
the
Lord
Lord
you
bless
me
Oh,
and
get
grandmama
out
Try
to
buy
every
Foot
Locker
out
Living
ghetto
fabolous
no
doubt
You
know
what
I'm
talking
about
I
want
to
be...
Rolling
out
slamming
cadillac
doors
Holding
down
every
homie
I
know
Never
ever
ever
will
I
be
broke
I
want
to
be
I
want
to
be
a
ghetto
superstar
Rolling
out
slamming
cadillac
doors
Never
ever
ever
will
I
be
broke
Holding
down
every
homie
I
know
I
want
to
be
I
want
to
be
a
ghetto
superstar
And
if
some
of
ya′ll
went
through
what
i
went
through
You
know
I
just
want
ya'll
to
bob
ya′ll
head
Cause
you
know
every
one
didn't
come
from
great
homes
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