Текст песни BUCK-I - Ghetts
Tryna
get
this
money,
that's
my
one
and
only
motive
Don't
come
around
my
niggas,
cuh
we
gully
and
you
know
it
I
dumb
down
my
lyrics
for
you
dummies
to
decode
it
When
I
say
I've
got
the
belly
that's
a
stomach
full
of
dough
And
blud,
this
is
the
moment
where
I
slump
an
opponent
Dump
off
and
then
jump
in
a
stolen
You've
seen
the
car
check,
you
know
what
I'm
capable
of
Of
doing
in
a
car
then,
it
don't
take
much
to
get
me
going
When
I
was
younger,
all
the
olders
used
to
gas
us
up
Until
we
realized
them
brudders
ain't
as
bad
as
us
We
ain't
having
it,
me
and
my
advocates
are
adamant
Brudda,
you
ain't
eating
with
us
unless
you
add
to
it
I'm
tryna
get
the
Ps
and
all
you're
bringing
is
asparagus
I'm
old
school,
I
learnt
to
count
on
an
abacus
Shit
hits
the
fan,
I
can't
count
on
no
amateurs
It's
hard
being
Casper
in
a
town
full
of
cameras
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Find
him
in
a
piece,
they'll
be
my
one
and
only
problem
I'm
in
the
streets
saying
fuck
the
world
without
a
condom
I
live
in
East,
it's
always
been
my
only
option
I'm
in
the
belly
of
the
beast
with
all
my
people
at
the
bottom
Blud,
this
is
the
point
where
I
roll
another
joint
All
my
bruddas
put
in
work
even
though
they
unemployed
Fuck
the
system
(greatly
my
day
out)
On
a
60-bag
more
They
can
never
say
people
from
estates
Are
a
waste
of
space
and
they
ain't
got
much
ambition
I'll
rebuild
100
not
the
damn
temple
We
run
the
future,
how's
that
our
fault?
We
cough
money,
spit
back
into
the
ends
When
you're
friends
that
are
in
the
Government
are
too
tight
to
fork
out
Scared
money
off,
made
no
money
and
That's
why
I
ain't
no
stranger
to
a
court
house
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1 Intro
2 Born & Raised
3 Rude Boy
4 Rebel
5 Gas Mark 9
6 BUCK-I
7 Man Like Me
8 Rags
9 Times Change
10 Fatherhood
11 Fire Burning
12 Pray
13 These Words
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