Представляем точный текст композиции "Ghetto Victory" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста L.G. Wise . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Ghetto Victory» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую L.G. Wise передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
L.G. Wise - "Ghetto Victory"
Lyrics to Ghetto Victory : [Verse One] Some folks say lucky me, I leave that to the charmes Car alarmes, gun fire heard by my moms Had to be Elohim in the midst of the game Made it out the fire, wodie now we spittin them flames Will I remain, yes sir, seein the change Dirty South seein heat baby, rippin your frame Black shoes, black attire, black tool No face mask, killa make a jack move yeah, by the way dog like bag food Dope house like grocery stores, sell boy two Gettin high, thugs die in M-I Ft. Liquordale, folks look at there killas watchin them die I taste death, hey what was the recipe Couple inch bullet heart, doggs barkin at me Runnin for my life like Any Given Sunday Thank God for your life, we all die one day Ghetto victory is what Im tellin you cats The need to whitness better be to come through in the Lacs Under attack, like America bombed Iraq Done forgot the boys equiped, 44s in they backpack [Chorus] Ghetto victory, boy we made it Made it out the fire, now we cant be faded Ghetto victory [Verse Two] We push keys, killa not Y-A Slangin keys bone tunes, playa gettin them saved Surrounded by project chillin, project livin Jesus needed bad, cause wed all die chillin Blasted up for no simple reason Thugs seperate from God, all because of treason Some cats dont make it out breathin I did, cause I chose to live, Dunn I been through, Wodie, just like you Almost caught two, Shorty like Pac two By the grace of God, had me covered in the hood Unseen bodyguards stop the murder when they could They pulled me over like a nautica sweater Things better, so keep peepin out the letter Black jetta, cats bust black berettas Homicide mission, we all die over chedder Boy please, killas greedy on the streets Tryin to eat up all the cheese like a bunch of Grannys Its so amazin aint no time for me hatin Jesus knew what he done, sendin me to the nation Makin soldiers, I whitness thugs drop the cola Picked up the Cross, now them boys top rollers [Chorus] [Verse Three] Them sucker demons try to hit me, clip empty Run for cover to the G-O-D Said retaliate back, King James 380 Southern style boy, get jiggy Trigger finger itchey, what ready to blast Quarterback when them suckers hut, slangin em fast Folks told me I was nothin, 8 ouncer per dumper Tryin to hit the highway, slangin coke and some water Almost was a gonner, When dread stuck me with the stunner Jesus please, I got away, I start runnin Lord, Im comin, Im givin it up Promise no more dank, bein Pookie and stuff Its no laughin matter, where you spend your life forever If Hells your destination, better climb back up the ladder West Coast get ghetto victory, East Coasts get ghetto victory Up North get ghetto victory, Down South thats where you can find me Sing to to my fofolk [Chorus] [ Ghetto Victory Lyrics ]
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