Lyrics
Hit the block lexus truck slangin ice cream
Engaging in street activities with a luxury vehicle, possibly involving selling drugs.
A million records sold , that's why why'all know p
Having achieved commercial success with a million records sold.
Came up on hard times tryin to make ends
Facing difficult times while trying to make ends meet.
2 stones to my niggaz that's dead and in the pen
Dedicating success to deceased friends and those in prison.
The ghetto won't change , they label me the dope man
Despite success, being labeled as a drug dealer in the ghetto.
I slang raps but the feds think its cocaine
Selling rap, but law enforcement sees it as drug-related.
Tap my phone , these hoes won't leave me alone
Experiencing invasion of privacy with phone taps due to criminal suspicions.
Nigga gon legit , so stay off the ding dong
Transitioning to a legitimate lifestyle and warning others to stay away from negativity.
Independent , that's why they hate me
Facing hatred for being an independent artist.
A million man ghetto march for master p
Referencing a massive march for social justice led by Master P.
So fuck rap pages ( don't know )
Rejecting recognition from rap magazines.
why'all didn't want to see a nigga make it off the streets
Overcoming street life challenges and succeeding against doubters.
that's why you'll never see p on mtv
Explaining absence from mainstream media like MTV.
Top 40 , but niggaz why'all know me
Acknowledging recognition in the streets rather than mainstream charts.
Number 1 in every mom and pop and billboard record store
Claiming success in independent record stores.
So fuck why'all playa hatin hoes
Dismissing haters and focusing on personal achievements.
Gimme a pen , a pad , and ill make a hit
Expressing confidence in creating successful music with minimal resources.
Show every nigga in the ghetto how to get rich
Teaching fellow ghetto residents how to achieve financial success.
Cause why'all don't know what go on behind closed doors
Alluding to hidden struggles behind closed doors.
White folks pimp niggaz like hoes
Criticizing systemic exploitation of African Americans by white people.
But tru niggaz , say fuck that
Rejecting victimization and promoting retaliation for owed debts.
You owe me money , its time to meet the chrome gat
Asserting consequences for those who owe money.
I got the drank , finna tomorrow i take a piss test
Referring to drug use and preparing for a drug test.
And i know my probs. want me to go back
Fighting against returning to a life of crime.
An ex-con addicted to gangsta rhymes
Former convict addicted to a life of crime depicted in lyrics.
Last year i caught a bullet but it wasn't mine
Surviving a gunshot but facing ongoing dangers.
Time to go nigga on dead row , or should i say I'm stuck in the ghetto
Feeling trapped in a challenging environment.
Chorus:
Chorus repeating the theme of facing challenges in the ghetto.
(2x) just a ghetto thang , a ghetto thang , you would understand if you
-Was
-From the ghetto man
-(1x)its a ghetto thang , a ghetto thang , these niggaz got me caught up in
-This ghetto thang
-Silk:
Silk's verses reflect struggles, violence, and determination to escape the ghetto.
See i ain't got no money up in my pocket
-How the fuck ima stop it
-Ima get the glock and cock and plug you like a socket
-See game get deeper but why'all don't feel me
-Telling me to gets up out the game , get a job
-I shouldn't rob a nigga , i might kill yah
-See up on the block i rides deep on gold thangs
-These niggaz be trippin up on my shit and they'll jack you like it ain't no
-Thang
-See I'm from the city where niggaz be salty and they stay faulty like wires
-And i ain't seen a gangsta retire yet
-On a bet , threw my cothes up on the floor and i sweat
-Trust nobody cause these niggaz today will smoke you like a cigarette
-Now bet , rest in peace to all homies that didn't make it
-Took life for granted , an i panic while seeing niggaz with ski masks
-We blast with ski masks and bust a cap into they weak ass
-Everyday struggle and i stay hustlin like a pan handler
-Fuck it if i took a chance to get dead like cancer
-I betta not chance it
-Slik , just another nigga tryin to make it up out the ghetto
-(chorus)
Chorus repetition.
Big ed:
Big Ed's verses narrate the struggles, fears, and hopes in the ghetto, including family and personal growth.
Got a hold on me , jealous fools want to roll on me
-Will i die or will god just let me be
-Fufill the prophecy reach my destiny avoid the burial plot
-Unlive the ones that got popped
-I got a son but she says that it isn't mine
-I'm 24 and since birth I've served hard time
-In this concrete jungle , a war zone , many of my peers die
-Finally made it back home
-Self preservation is a thing for me
-Duckin and dodgin bullets stone faces on the ones who pulled it
-I promise my mama i wouldn't die before she did
-I got my life right got my wife and then my kids
-But everywhere i look i see sadness
-Imagine tryin to raise your babies in this worldwide madness
-(chorus) 6x
Final repetition of the chorus emphasizing the ongoing challenges in the ghetto.
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