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[New-9 talking]

The system got niggas missin', they ain't never
comin' home

I can't live like this I gotta get from back here

I can't get a good lawyer I can't eat right, it's
R.I.P. either way

Rest In Peace or Rest In Prison

[C-Murder]

I woked up an strapped on my shoes

I'm in a three man cell wit my homeboys Skinew &
Boo

C-Murder is tha name dat they gave me

An 187 what I'm facin' you can't save me

An uh nigga I really don't give a fuck

No hesitation, if you trip dawg you gettin' stuck

Already did three years in tha county, dats how
they found

I had my 3rd Ward niggas round me

Tha Callio nigga what they hittin' for

At Rose Tavern, they caught me at tha liquor
store

My baby boo she couldn't hide tha dope quicker

I'm on tha news now, down goes another nigga

An murder weapon in my draws I had to pause

They took me down town, nigga where's my phone
call

I'm facin' life for tryna get my swerve on

A young nigga I'll never see tha 3rd homes

[Chorus: Ms. Peaches + C-Murder]

It's kinda hard comin' up in this wicked world as
a ghetto boy

(a lil', lil', just a lil' ghetto boy)As a ghetto
boy

Ghetto boy comin' up in these ghetto streets

(a lil', lil', just a lil' ghetto boy)In these
ghetto streets

What you gonna do when you grow up & find yaself
in penitentairy

(a lil', lil', just a lil' ghetto
boy)penitentiary

[C-Murder]

Now I'm hittin' them clubs, 23 years old

An still on parole, wit a mouth fulla golds

I might whoop some ass tonight

These lil' young ass niggas they better get they
mind right

Lil' daddy move I'm bigger than you

I got these brass knuckles but damn dat fool had
a twenty two

I use to be a young thug way back

I tried to brake but too late he bust six caps

Wit beaucoup blood on my hand, I couldn't
understand

How this young thug could shoot me man

I useta be tha same way back in tha days, but
shit changed

Don't fuck wit tha lil' man

[Chorus]

It's kinda hard comin' up in this wicked world as
a ghetto boy

(a lil', lil', just a lil' ghetto boy)

Ghetto boy comin' up in these ghetto streets

(a lil', lil', just a lil' ghetto boy)

What you gonna do when you grow up & find yaself
in penitentairy

(a lil', lil', just a lil' ghetto boy)

(Justa lil' ghetto by)

(Justa lil' ghetto boy)

(Justa lil' ghetto boy)