(feat. Mickey And Christina) [Mickey] I ain't nothin but a hustler, I raised like that Pumpin gas or pumpin crack, we was paid like that Ol' G's taught us game, we was made like that Cross tha family, ya get sprayed wit a mac Laid flat My uncle was sellin crack, my father was smokin Me and brother didn't like tha way my mother was (?) So we promised to get my momma out Betta car, betta house And if daddy ain't gettin ********t togetha, ******** it, a betta spouse I know what this ghetto bout, I live that life No heat, no light at tha crib at night Stay strapped , gat attached next to my ribs at night Cause them fiends'll try to steal yo life Mutha********a this Chicago Everything I live for, I die for Cash Money tha click I'll ride for Yeah, they showed me love when them label wasn't ******** wit me Now tha whole workld in love wit Mickey Cash Money Millionaires ******** [Hook(Turk)] Growing up was hard in them project bricks I ain't gone even lie dawg I ain't neva had ********t It was hard dawg wit out a father figure Give it up to my mom cuz she stood tall ******** [Christina] ******** I'm from city where ********z gang bang and ********t Up on tha corner drinkin henny, tryna hang and ********t I tote em quick and make chickens get over Tha first ******** in my gone get knocked tha ******** over ********t I'm not playin, them bullets gone start sprayin Start prayin, cuz gats gone start sprayin Stop panicin, stayin calm to I bomb out this ghetto Leg, back, arms, ice up to tha elbow Rock Fenni, ******** envy me up in tha ghetto Slimmy's pack simmy's, squeeze 50 in tha ghetto Tote Gucchi coats, toast toast in they thoart Hit tha roach, don't smoke, it'll have u senseless in tha ghetto Cuz ********z will beat u senseless in tha ghetto I'm glad I moved my mom to tha ponds, out tha palms of tha ghetto True divas neva settle for tha ghetto Come on, and that's real Cash Money ******** [Hook] [Turk] Three sons and a momma, growin up was hard Couldn't keep up wit tha Jones, cuz we didn't have funds In tha summer it was hot, cuz we didn't have air Daddy wasn't even around like he didn't even care I ain't gone lie, sometimes you to get pissed off At my momma like it was her fault but ir wasn't at all Used to keep a pair of tenny's for atleast 6 months When they got scuffed up, we just ploished em up Had to be inside early, yeah i punched tha clock Didn't have no telephone or no cable box Just my momma and my brother gettin how we live One thing fa sho dawg we kept a meal Livin on welfare and my momma's pray Wi********n that one day we gone get outta this hell Thinkin to myself this ********t all ****** up, times was heard for me dawg growin up [Hook]
(feat. Mickey And Christina) [Mickey] I ain't nothin but a hustler, I raised like that Pumpin gas or pumpin crack, we was paid like that Ol' G's taught us game, we was made like that Cross tha family, ya get sprayed wit a mac Laid flat My uncle was sellin crack, my father was smokin Me and brother didn't like tha way my mother was (?) So we promised to get my momma out Betta car, betta house And if daddy ain't gettin ********t togetha, ******** it, a betta spouse I know what this ghetto bout, I live that life No heat, no light at tha crib at night Stay strapped , gat attached next to my ribs at night Cause them fiends'll try to steal yo life Mutha********a this Chicago Everything I live for, I die for Cash Money tha click I'll ride for Yeah, they showed me love when them label wasn't ******** wit me Now tha whole workld in love wit Mickey Cash Money Millionaires ******** [Hook(Turk)] Growing up was hard in them project bricks I ain't gone even lie dawg I ain't neva had ********t It was hard dawg wit out a father figure Give it up to my mom cuz she stood tall ******** [Christina] ******** I'm from city where ********z gang bang and ********t Up on tha corner drinkin henny, tryna hang and ********t I tote em quick and make chickens get over Tha first ******** in my gone get knocked tha ******** over ********t I'm not playin, them bullets gone start sprayin Start prayin, cuz gats gone start sprayin Stop panicin, stayin calm to I bomb out this ghetto Leg, back, arms, ice up to tha elbow Rock Fenni, ******** envy me up in tha ghetto Slimmy's pack simmy's, squeeze 50 in tha ghetto Tote Gucchi coats, toast toast in they thoart Hit tha roach, don't smoke, it'll have u senseless in tha ghetto Cuz ********z will beat u senseless in tha ghetto I'm glad I moved my mom to tha ponds, out tha palms of tha ghetto True divas neva settle for tha ghetto Come on, and that's real Cash Money ******** [Hook] [Turk] Three sons and a momma, growin up was hard Couldn't keep up wit tha Jones, cuz we didn't have funds In tha summer it was hot, cuz we didn't have air Daddy wasn't even around like he didn't even care I ain't gone lie, sometimes you to get pissed off At my momma like it was her fault but ir wasn't at all Used to keep a pair of tenny's for atleast 6 months When they got scuffed up, we just ploished em up Had to be inside early, yeah i punched tha clock Didn't have no telephone or no cable box Just my momma and my brother gettin how we live One thing fa sho dawg we kept a meal Livin on welfare and my momma's pray Wi********n that one day we gone get outta this hell Thinkin to myself this ********t all ****** up, times was heard for me dawg growin up [Hook]
