Ghetto Tales (Explicit)

Ghetto Tales (貧民窟的故事) (Explicit) - DJ Mustard/Jay 305/Tee Cee

Uh motherf**kin' hood tales ni**a

Ni**a these my hood tales

Motherf**kin' hood tales ni**a

Uh uh

Mustard on the beat ho

Woke up brushed my teeth

Cross the street holla at Moe G

Tell me about the raid that happened down the street

Blowing out smoke telling me

Watch these suckas keep you a freak

But most important get your money

Smiles and cries hi's and bye's

Fo'sho whatever that means

Got some game now let's get something to eat

Pick up M got in the wind

Forgot I left my pistol in the rental I was in

Shootup there got my sh*t

Back to the block where I heard some sh*t

Same time I got a text from punk a** b**ch

I'm pregnant

Ain't nothing happening

I used the condom b**ch I ain't the daddy

In the hood ghetto tales

Uh in the ghetto ni**a

Uh I'm a ghetto ni**a

I'm a ghetto ni**a

In the hood ghetto tales

Uh in the ghetto ni**a

Uh I'm a ghetto ni**a

I'm a ghetto ni**a

Woke up quick right about noon

Just thought that I had to be in midtown soon

Yankee fitted hat ni**a to start my day

We bang the deuce over here this ain't west LA

Put on my fresh blue chucks with the flat blue laces

Put on my earrings make sure them b**ches is blanging

Check the store press any ni**a look like he banging

Couple hours later just me and my niggas we swanging

It was about six o'clock seen the house on the block

With all the lights out looking like a easy flock

All you gotta do is knock told that little ni**a get out

Grab the safe grab the jewelry ni**a and get out

Uh now we at the skating rink ni**a

Parking lot cripping seen a couple niggas slipping

Pulled up on him quick ni**a dropped the whole clip

Didn't leave no witnesses that's some hood sh*t

In the hood ghetto tales

Uh in the ghetto ni**a

Uh I'm a ghetto ni**a

I'm a ghetto ni**a

In the hood ghetto tales

Uh in the ghetto ni**a

Uh I'm a ghetto ni**a

I'm a ghetto ni**a

What Hood a** b**ch

Shut the f**k up go put on some sh*t

Oh sh*t there go the police

Crash I ain't getting caught in the sweep

I'm breaking trying to shake him

In my new Gucci's I wish I would've change 'em

Fish game alley way the bird came out

Ran to my motherf**king aunty Tammy house

I'm ghost I got away

But that don't mean I won't get another day

Smokin' homie tryna sell me his J's

Type of sh*t that happen every f**king day

In the hood ghetto tales

Uh in the ghetto ni**a

Uh I'm a ghetto ni**a

I'm a ghetto ni**a

In the hood ghetto tales

Uh in the ghetto ni**a

Uh I'm a ghetto ni**a

I'm a ghetto ni**a