Do Or Die Lil Ghetto Boy Lyrics

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i wonder where my life would be if i... had that paper
im just a ghetto boy
a lil' ghetto boy

[verse 1]
they tell me its like the money pow'' money and power
why can't this world rotate without this money and power
if i had money
i'd keep my peoples outta poverty
cuz aint no more starvin when ya'll around me... shit
this world ain't gotta be me
and every playa got paper
shinin like a super star wit matchin minks and gators
keepin our family off this poor table
cuz aint no food on it
and every crap up in this bucket gotta move on it
(im just a ghetto boy) livin in this ghetto world
stayin wit this ghetto chick
hopin to have a ghetto girl
and after all there aint no spaces for that
how can we live up in this world where d'aint no place for the blacks
cuz every dollar gotta dream behind it
we seem to be blinded
Malcom X he had the dream to remind us... believe me
havin money could have this world fucked up
but it can't answer your prayers when u get down on your luck

i wonder where my life would be if i, had that paper
im just a ghetto boy
a Lil' Ghetto Boy
now if i lived on top of the world
shinin like diamonds and pearls
im still a ghetto boy
a Lil' Ghetto Boy

[verse 2]
i done lived my life up in the, ghetto
momma workin hours
tryina feed a family
daddy's in and out
takin baths with broken showers
next door neighbor gave us the vapors
callin cops cuz we on the block
breakin they home on some bogus capers
but i never thought that it would affect me later
until i seen the hustle where niggas ridin stretched navigators
better now then later i should come up
cuz i seen my homie one the block slangin rocks and then the spot get gun up
i never visioned it'd be homicide
because they told me he'll live
thats what they told me when my homie Boosie died
could all these millions bring my nigga back?
could all these millions feed children
could all these millions make my spirit fat
would all my friends become my enemy
would my family become astonished
when my strengths becomes the enemy?
is this pretend to be
a vivid a magically
a vivid a magically
i wonder


back in the days when i was poor, im not poor anymore.
but some days i sit and wish that i was poors again[x2]

I remember when I stole deep
When it was cold outside
Sellin' packs and holdin' heat
Run up and I fold in the street
Penitentiary moldin' me
And the city of the coldest thugs
I wonder will I come up? Get gunned up?
Turned up? Or anotha' sta-tistic
And my mama just goin', ball-istic
Realistic-ally, don't wanna do the caper
But I gotta get the paper, niggas ballin'
Cook county judge is callin'
And the lawyer keep stallin'
Why my niggas keep fallin', victim
To the same old theory?
Another bad outcome, leavin' mothers just out-done
Then it suddenly just sinked in
That my nigga just died last weekend, tears rollin'
And I'm goin' off the deep end
But I gotta stay stong, for the mothers and the kids
Just standin' there lookin' at the chalk line
In his hand was a cocked nine
Now should I walk a straight line?
Cause "Time After Time"
I just wanna rewind, and talk to you
At the grave site, gave it to 'em every day and night
But it's alright, and I really wanna talk to you
I really wanna talk to you (Just really wanna talk to you)
Wassup junior, I've been waitin' to say this for a long time
I love you nigga, and I miss you (Johnny P: Ohhh, ohhh yea, ohh-oh)

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