lirik lagu trinity garden cartel – the ghetto my hood
[intro: mike b. & d]
yeah, yeah
somethin’ for everyone around the world
that’s been goin’ through hard times
just sit back and think about it
[verse 1: mike b.]
the ghetto that i talk about used to be my only spot
slangin’ rocks on the block, punchin’ on my own clocks
keep a stash on the run, always keep a loaded gun
never be a one~on~one, that ain’t where i came from
i’m a born houston~ian, trinity guardian
laws out to get me ’cause they think i might be harder than
any means neccessary, put up your dukes, troop
your gun ain’t loaded, so why you wanna fake and shoot?
i’m fed up with you brothers tryna play that role
i’m ’bout to bump you off and go and do a ho stroll
i had my shed, a~livin’ where poor folks
dry spell dry as hеll, couldn’t even score somе dope
i was one who had to hustle at a young age
the only family that i knew was my twelve gauge
see can you figure it out, the ghetto my hood
can you make us feel real good?
[verse 2: d]
i guess i have to try and hang
now i’m tired of slangin’ ‘caine
hooked up with another gang, my resident the house of pain
brothers out to get the kid, some of them the lowest bid
broke’ll be the joker, never tell ’em where my money sit
troubles got me fired up, wesson smith fired up
river’s overcrowed where i dump my bodies tied up
can’t be never faded when i’m stackin’ up some money
livin’ so bad, g, i’m glad i made twenty
still i can’t slow my roll, the game is my heart
don’t let me catch you slippin’ in the after~hour dark
i’m playin’ with a full deck
cashed a lot of bad checks
survivin’ from some bad wrecks
think of what of could happen next
see can you figure it out, huh
the ghetto my hood, can you make me feel real good?
[verse 3: mike b.]
man, i’m ’bout to end it all takin’ all these downfalls
jail’s got my name from the everyday roll call
livin’ in my own world
sometimes i wish i slit my wrist and get it over
(man, don’t do that) but that ain’t even it
before i leave, there’s something i just gotta say
yo when i die cremate my body, let it float away
them other folks don’t wanna see us make it, d
i won’t explain the majority is three b
i know they wonderin’ “yo, what the h~ll is three b?”
(yo, what is it?) that’s when you’re broke, black, and got babies
(ha) that’s when they got you where they want you in the ghetto
the ghetto my hood, can you make us feel real good?
[verse 4: d]
so many of us try to slang, risin’ in the dope game
sayin’ it’s a black thing, really it’s a d~mn shame
always talkin’ down about the race that we was born from
thinkin’ about king and he’s sayin’ “we shall overcome”
still i try to strive for what’s right and not for what’s wrong
endin’ up in jail is just another day sad song
now i try to go straight
thinkin’ about the lock gate
waitin’ on that out date, d~mn, this brother can’t wait
see can you figure it out, huh
the ghetto my hood, can you make me feel real good?
[outro: d]
yo, a lot of people around the world don’t understand
is what the word “cartel” means
but to the brothers in my neighborhood
and environment that i was raised up at
“cartel” means carin’ and realizin’, togetherness equals love
believe that
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