Ghetto Memories
(专辑: Afroholic: The Even Better Times - 2004)
[Afroman talking] Gotta do one song for the
hood This going out to all my homeboys Ya know what I' saying All my balling homeboys Ya know what I' saying Up in the
hills (ghetto memories) Riding Ferraris, Rolls Royces You know, doing good It's lonely at the
top And if you get to thinking, heh You get those (ghetto memories) [Afroman singing] Memories, of the
ghetto Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) Memories, of the
ghetto Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories) [Afroman rapping] I
hop out my car and stroll brotha Afroman, young soul brotha Late night crack house deep off in the
hood We kick it outside cause the
weather feel good Stereo bumping in the
living room Classic soul music with the
peaceful boom (boom) Colt 45 got your boy on buzz But I
ain't going home, I' post in cuz (post in cuz) Take another swig, take another hit Talk to my man about some real deep shit Cluck heads walking up and down the
block (ba-kaa!) Pulling to the
side and selling the
rock The
block get slow about a
quarter to four Spotlight po-po gets searched once more They searched me from the
east, west, north and south I
relaxed cause I
got the
cocaine in my mouth They take the
handcuffs off and we get released Hop in the
Cadillac and tell my homeboys 'peace' Nineteen ninety-two Fleetwood Grove Daytons gold in chrome on my way back home (memories) [Afroman singing] Memories, of the
ghetto Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) Memories, of the
ghetto Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories) [Afroman rapping] My system be good off in my Fleetwood Beating in my Caddy like cops in Cincinnati At the
red light, I
stop and stall Look at the
liquor store and see my name on the
wall Hookers on the
corner tryna make a
sale Brothas in handcuffs going to jail The
light turn green and I
starts to bail Dosing off cause I' drunk, high, sleepy as hell And as I
ride, I
just can't hide My sense of pride, for where I
reside I' proud of the
ghetto, proud to survive the
ghetto You know, stay alive in the
ghetto Drink Colt 45 in the
ghetto Struggle and strive to get out the
ghetto I' out the
ghetto But the
ghetto is inside me Ghetto memories [Afroman singing] Memories (baby), of the
ghetto Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) Memories, of the
ghetto Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories) Memories, of the
ghetto Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) Memories, of the
ghetto Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)