Текст песни: Master P - Ghetto in the Sky
It`s like my adversaries plottin on my death
But I put my life in God`s hands, y`know
I`m thugged out for life, I`m a ghetto nigga for life
and uhh.. I ain`t runnin from no problems
I`m just, tryin to be stress free y`know
Sometimes you just gotta sit back and uhh..
hit that sess and let it just marinate y`know
Get away, ya heard me?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
How many tears is momma gon` cry, how many caskets she gon` buy
til we all gon` realize that we all was born to die
Niggaz standin on corners, just to scheme and plot
Niggaz killin up each other, for grams of rock
Subconcious all of my wrongdoing that`s why I pack a long gun
Niggaz fightin everyday, til death be the outcome
I got a foot in the grave and uhh, one in the pen
Homies wishin of a better life but it`s blowin in the wind
And I was cursed since birth cause I was born in the project
Raised on powdered milk government cheese, eggs and a county check
I hustled in hallways with no lights
Hopin I could make it through the days and live through the nights
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
They nailed Jesus to the cross, put my people on dope
I don`t know a nigga in the project, that own a plane or a boat
See society got me fed up (fed up)
Brought us over here, to misled us
I gotta, troublesome mind, I gotta, troublesome soul
I been in and out of jail on probation and parole
And when I really die is they gon` steal my gold teeth?
Now who`s the real animal - dem or me?
And if you ready for me Lord, and I`m the, next contender
I`m tryin to change my life, see I don`t wanna die a sinner
And do the - police, really protect and serve?
Then why it ain`t no crack houses, in the suburbs?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
Is there really a place where uhh
ain`t no fightin, ain`t no killin, ain`t no backstabbin
Ain`t no friends turnin against each other
Ain`t no racism, ain`t no hate
Sound like heaven to me, huh
It`s hard to find
Идет поиск видеоклипа в базе...
(при отсутствии ролика в базе, ничего не произойдет)

It`s like my adversaries plottin on my death
But I put my life in God`s hands, y`know
I`m thugged out for life, I`m a ghetto nigga for life
and uhh.. I ain`t runnin from no problems
I`m just, tryin to be stress free y`know
Sometimes you just gotta sit back and uhh..
hit that sess and let it just marinate y`know
Get away, ya heard me?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
How many tears is momma gon` cry, how many caskets she gon` buy
til we all gon` realize that we all was born to die
Niggaz standin on corners, just to scheme and plot
Niggaz killin up each other, for grams of rock
Subconcious all of my wrongdoing that`s why I pack a long gun
Niggaz fightin everyday, til death be the outcome
I got a foot in the grave and uhh, one in the pen
Homies wishin of a better life but it`s blowin in the wind
And I was cursed since birth cause I was born in the project
Raised on powdered milk government cheese, eggs and a county check
I hustled in hallways with no lights
Hopin I could make it through the days and live through the nights
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
They nailed Jesus to the cross, put my people on dope
I don`t know a nigga in the project, that own a plane or a boat
See society got me fed up (fed up)
Brought us over here, to misled us
I gotta, troublesome mind, I gotta, troublesome soul
I been in and out of jail on probation and parole
And when I really die is they gon` steal my gold teeth?
Now who`s the real animal - dem or me?
And if you ready for me Lord, and I`m the, next contender
I`m tryin to change my life, see I don`t wanna die a sinner
And do the - police, really protect and serve?
Then why it ain`t no crack houses, in the suburbs?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
Is there really a place where uhh
ain`t no fightin, ain`t no killin, ain`t no backstabbin
Ain`t no friends turnin against each other
Ain`t no racism, ain`t no hate
Sound like heaven to me, huh
It`s hard to find
| Код заказа | 999-999 | |
| Нажмите после заполнения | ||
|
Пожалуйста, вводите корректный адрес электронной почты, так как на этот адрес будет отправлена дополнительная ссылка на загрузку выбранной Вами песни. Если был указан неправильный адрес электронной почты, вы можете его исправить. Для исправления адреса электронной почты отправьте электронно письмо в службу поддержки (support@musicgu.ru). В письме укажите полученный Вами код и корректный адрес электронной почты. Отправляя сообщение на один из предоставленных номеров Вы подтверждаете свое согласие с Правилами использования сайта и Пользовательским соглашением. |
||
Еще тексты песен: Master P
4, 3, 2, 1 (E-Dub Remix)
6 `n Tha Mornin`
99 Ways to Die
A Woman
Act a Fool
After Dollars No Cents
Ain`t Nothing Changed
Always Come Back To You
Anything Goes
Back Against the Wall
Back On Top
Back Up Off Me
Bangin`
Basketball
Bastard Child
Best Hustler
Bitch I like
Black and White
Bloody Murder
Boonapalist
Bounce That Azz
Bourbans and `Llacs
Bout Dat
Captain Kirk
Come and Get Something
Commercial (Young Guns)
Converse B-Ball
Crazy Bout Ya
Da Ballers
Da Last Don
Dana You Can Bang Her
Dead Presidents
Doo Rags
Dope Mann
Dope, Pussy, & Money
Eyes of a Killer
Eyes on Your Enemies
Foolish
Fuck a Bitch Cause I`m Paid
Gangstas Need Love
Get Yo Mind Right
Getaway Clean
Ghetto Ballin`
Ghetto D
Ghetto Dope
Ghetto Honeys
Ghetto in the Sky
Ghetto Prayer
Goin` Through Some Thangs
Half On A Bag Of Dank
Hands of a Dead Man
Here We Go
Hit Em Up
Homie Ride
Homies and Thuggs
Homies and Thugs (Remix)
Hook It Up
How to Be a Playa
Hush
Hustlin`
I Ain`t Play`n
I Don`t
I Don`t Give Ah What
I Got That Dank
I Got the Hook Up!
I Miss My Homies
Ice Cream Man
Ice on My Wrist (Remix)
Ice on My Wrist (Remix)"
If I Could Change
In Tha Beginning ... There Was Rap
Is it You? (Deja Vu)
Is There a Heaven 4 a Gangsta?
Itch or Scratch
I`m Alright
I`m Going Big Time
Jack of the Jackers
Kenny`s Dead
Killa Pussy
Let My 9 Get `Em
Let`s Get Em
Let`s Ride (Radio Edit)
Life Ain`t Easy
Life in the Fast Lane
Live Or Die
Locked Up
Made Niggaz
Make Em` Say Uhh!
Make Say UUGH
Mama`s Bad Boy
Meal Ticket
MP Da Last Don
Mr. Ice Cream Man
My Dogs
Never Ending Game
No Limit Party
No Limit Soldiers II
No More Tears
Nobody Moves
Oh Na Nae
Only God Can Judge Me
Only Time Will Tell
Ooh Shit
Ooohhhwee
Paper Chasing
Pass Me Da Green
Pervin`
Plan B
Playa 4 Life
Playaz From the South
Pockets Gone Stay Fat
Psycho Rhymes
Pure Uncut
R.I.P Tupac
Real Love
Respect My Game
Return of Da Don
Rhyme & Reason soundtrack
Rich and Dangerous
Ride
Rock It
Roll How We Roll
Safe Sex
Say Brah
Scream
Shoot `Em Up
Smokin` Green
Some Jack
Somethin for the Street
Soulja Boo
Souljas
Step to Dis
Still Ballin`
Stop Hatin
Stop Playing Wit Me
Take It Outside
Tell `Em
The Block
The Farm
The Ghetto`s Trying to Kill Me
Them Jeans *
Throw Em Up
Time 2 Chill
Time For a 187
Time To Check My Crackhouse
Trick or Treat Whodi
Tryin To Do Something
Twerk That Thang
We All We Got
We Riders
Weed and Hennesey
Weed and Money
What I`m Bout
What`s Up With That
When They Gone
When They Gone (Radio)
Where Do We Go From Here
Who Down to Ride
Who Want Some
Whoadie Gone
Whole Hood
With Me Part 2
You Know I`m a Hoe
Y`all Don`t Know
Y`all Don`t Want None
6 `n Tha Mornin`
99 Ways to Die
A Woman
Act a Fool
After Dollars No Cents
Ain`t Nothing Changed
Always Come Back To You
Anything Goes
Back Against the Wall
Back On Top
Back Up Off Me
Bangin`
Basketball
Bastard Child
Best Hustler
Bitch I like
Black and White
Bloody Murder
Boonapalist
Bounce That Azz
Bourbans and `Llacs
Bout Dat
Captain Kirk
Come and Get Something
Commercial (Young Guns)
Converse B-Ball
Crazy Bout Ya
Da Ballers
Da Last Don
Dana You Can Bang Her
Dead Presidents
Doo Rags
Dope Mann
Dope, Pussy, & Money
Eyes of a Killer
Eyes on Your Enemies
Foolish
Fuck a Bitch Cause I`m Paid
Gangstas Need Love
Get Yo Mind Right
Getaway Clean
Ghetto Ballin`
Ghetto D
Ghetto Dope
Ghetto Honeys
Ghetto in the Sky
Ghetto Prayer
Goin` Through Some Thangs
Half On A Bag Of Dank
Hands of a Dead Man
Here We Go
Hit Em Up
Homie Ride
Homies and Thuggs
Homies and Thugs (Remix)
Hook It Up
How to Be a Playa
Hush
Hustlin`
I Ain`t Play`n
I Don`t
I Don`t Give Ah What
I Got That Dank
I Got the Hook Up!
I Miss My Homies
Ice Cream Man
Ice on My Wrist (Remix)
Ice on My Wrist (Remix)"
If I Could Change
In Tha Beginning ... There Was Rap
Is it You? (Deja Vu)
Is There a Heaven 4 a Gangsta?
Itch or Scratch
I`m Alright
I`m Going Big Time
Jack of the Jackers
Kenny`s Dead
Killa Pussy
Let My 9 Get `Em
Let`s Get Em
Let`s Ride (Radio Edit)
Life Ain`t Easy
Life in the Fast Lane
Live Or Die
Locked Up
Made Niggaz
Make Em` Say Uhh!
Make Say UUGH
Mama`s Bad Boy
Meal Ticket
MP Da Last Don
Mr. Ice Cream Man
My Dogs
Never Ending Game
No Limit Party
No Limit Soldiers II
No More Tears
Nobody Moves
Oh Na Nae
Only God Can Judge Me
Only Time Will Tell
Ooh Shit
Ooohhhwee
Paper Chasing
Pass Me Da Green
Pervin`
Plan B
Playa 4 Life
Playaz From the South
Pockets Gone Stay Fat
Psycho Rhymes
Pure Uncut
R.I.P Tupac
Real Love
Respect My Game
Return of Da Don
Rhyme & Reason soundtrack
Rich and Dangerous
Ride
Rock It
Roll How We Roll
Safe Sex
Say Brah
Scream
Shoot `Em Up
Smokin` Green
Some Jack
Somethin for the Street
Soulja Boo
Souljas
Step to Dis
Still Ballin`
Stop Hatin
Stop Playing Wit Me
Take It Outside
Tell `Em
The Block
The Farm
The Ghetto`s Trying to Kill Me
Them Jeans *
Throw Em Up
Time 2 Chill
Time For a 187
Time To Check My Crackhouse
Trick or Treat Whodi
Tryin To Do Something
Twerk That Thang
We All We Got
We Riders
Weed and Hennesey
Weed and Money
What I`m Bout
What`s Up With That
When They Gone
When They Gone (Radio)
Where Do We Go From Here
Who Down to Ride
Who Want Some
Whoadie Gone
Whole Hood
With Me Part 2
You Know I`m a Hoe
Y`all Don`t Know
Y`all Don`t Want None