Once Upon A Time N' The Ghetto-MC Eiht

Once Upon A Time N' The Ghetto - MC Eiht Geah You know how the ***** we do it Its thug sh*t Yall wit me? Cmon, geah Hey... Once upon a time in the ghetto youre stuck In the ghetto youre *****ed Ah - press your luck I said once upon a time in the ghetto Youre through Once upon a time in the ghetto Its like you Check it out (verse 1) My life has been like gun blast every night Stop the car, searched down with a flashlight Wheres the gun? wheres the d**e? The drive-by last week they try to pin, theres no hope Wishin I wasnt the victim, better yet the suspect Waitin to run a warrant check What set you from? what side of town? Ni**a like you must be ready to get down Hold up now, cause I start to speak my mind I question the place of the ride and what time Speak your mind one more time, youre through They found a bullet that I stashed in my shoe *****, now they gon tear up the car Try to lock me in a cell thats as tight as a jar But thats the way its goin down, the gang storys told Tomorrow might be the same episode Chorus... Once upon a time n the ghetto youre through Once upon a time n the ghetto Im like you Once upon a time n the ghetto youre stuck In the ghetto youre *****ed Ah - press your luck I said... (verse 2) Yall can follow me, see how gangstas walk Real killas spit the strap and dont talk Set trip, murder at night, we stalk Yellow tape, bodies outlined in the chalk I keeps my enemies close Last night seen a life straight turn to ghost My position is to roll through round-the-clock Keeps watch on the one times down the block You hear the click with the bang-bang, then you stop Try to run, but the chest burn makes you drop My comrads and criminals through hard time I ride for yall niggas, pop goes my nine I do the crime, the point is mine Look around the clockwork, it aint hard to find Any block, ward or burrough, you know what I speak Your clients all cross the street if yo product is weak Chorus... (verse 3) Yall fools come up short on the work and try to cheat us Cold niggas, cold-a** world, catch the heaters Burn you *****-a** niggas, you cant beat us Another life lost, you never will defeat us Gun smokes the outcome I predict Locked down, never that, nickel slick Try to cheat a ni**a for dollars, holla holla Is the sound that you make for cuttin off the cake Fake niggas, I hate yo face, niggas Seal your fate, no safety on the triggers Ditches for the bodies I dump I dig bigger Puttin mo dick to ya than dirk diggler Static cling, bust straps, you ears ring Funeral day, the sad songs to sing Ni**a shoulda known by now its mines Step now or charriots will swing Chorus... Hoo-bangin one time, check it out Hoo-bangin two times, check it out Compton one time, ni**a Compton two times, ***** Geah