Представляем точный текст композиции "Ghetto Life" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Trae . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Ghetto Life» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Trae передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Trae - "Ghetto Life"
Lyrics to Ghetto Life : (feat. Black Buddafly) [talking:] Trae the Truth, Lil Boss, Black Buddafly yeah We fin to do this one here for the ghetto, get at me [Trae:] No matter what a nigga say, Im gon be stuck in the game Just like them 26 inch rims, stuck on the frame Im in the hood full time, I still kick it the same And still got a nigga baby mama, giving me brain I been the Truth since a youth, I fell in love with the streets Like the body of the slab, fell in love with its feet I put the Cheve to the floor, and run it to the concrete With a bitch in the back, head banging to the beat Try to run up on a G, Ima put a nigga to sleep Plus the heat up under my seat, will make a nigga retreat Im a boss, fucking with me I promise youll never eat And if you wanna go to war, then I promise you getting beat They know I been around the world, and brought it back to the hood Threw a hook of diamonds on, and brought it back to the wood Niggaz stay in Hollywood, but I stay where I stood And Im gathered with them Assholes, up to no good [Hook: Black Buddafly] Welcome, to ghetto life (in the ghetto) Welcome, to ghetto life Streets are a daily life, (in the ghetto) Welcome to ghetto, welcome to ghetto life [Trae:] I hear them niggaz with the truth, so I gaurntee nothing less I do it for the hood, so its nothing less than the best G-code homie, and Im here to keep it nothing less And Im from in the West, where its nothing less than the best Ghetto to the end, in a coupe like MJ 23 inches on a Cadillac, how a thug play And what Im packing, let em know dont get in a thug way Any nigga can get it, coming to where I stay Im the truth in these streets, sitting in a black home Front door and full of someing, black on some black chrome I grind full time, till my money stack long And I told you I was coming back, so its back on This here for the hood, and this here for the block And the homies on the cell block, sitting on lock Off top, when it come to the ghetto it dont stop Number one in the hood, they be loving the way I rock [Hook] [Trae:] Aint no need for the discussion, Im the shit in the South Any nigga saying different, bout to lose a tooth out his mouth Niggaz get flossed, I put it on the house Keep playing with a G, a couple grandll knock a nigga off See Im from the ghetto, where the drop top dos fly Headed to the sky, with a dub when I fly by Fos swang wide, when I slide nigga no lie Looking so live, heads turn when I roll by [talking:] Can you see me now, yeah We gon keep it hood, 24/7 mayn But Im doing this one here, for the ghetto Welcome to it mayn Im bringing this, directly to your face Trae the Truth [Hook] [ Ghetto Life Lyrics ]
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