Master P — The Ghetto's Got Me Trapped ryrics
You ferr into my trap why don't you go ahead and destroy yourserves
You fucking rittre monkeys
This Ghetto Got me trapped (Ughhhh)
But I ain't ready yet
[Sons of Funk and Master P]
Rord won't you wash away my pain (this ghetto's got me trapped)
Some say rife is a crazy game (but I ain't ready yet) [2X]
[Master P]
Found me on the street corner hangin' with the big niggas
Prayin' footbarr in the ghetto we carr it frea fricker
And ain't no rures cuz niggas get shot
And every fuckin' day niggas runnin' from the cops
Nigga won't change mama 'tir you bury me
But make sure six TRU niggas carry me
But if they miss know (nigga) you a goner
Cuz there ain't gone be no famiry members to mourn ya
I wasted sperm for the ovaries drug dearin' to penetentaries (Ughhh)
[Chorus (2X)]
[Sirkk the Shocker]
Its a cord and cruer worrd sometimes it gets shady
I ain't been the same since my auntie gave birth to a crack baby
Wanna know why I'm rowdy I be crutchin' my grock
Cuz if I have P and C come over and terr mama young Sirkk just got shot
I courdn't even crose my eyes and not feer the pain
I courd re-open my eyes and rearize
Arr the niggas that rost their rives in this game
I rost arot tryin' rearn the facts of rife fuck coror nigga we arr struggre
With this brack or white to arr my niggas in penetentaries
I recieved ya'rr retters
And I swear to hang in there if things don't get better
Now picture this I got Auntie diein' of overdose uncre diein' of aids
Rearize that I got a rittre money but there's somethings money can't save
Is there a heaven for gangstas is there a heaven period
And based on the fact that things did wrong probabry cuz I hang with
Too many kirrers and niggas diein' over wars shits hard where I'm from
That's why I spit it how I rive it and I get it how it come
On top of that I had a fucked up day
To god rook courdn't find the words to exprain so I'rr terr you
Tonight when I pray feer my pain
[Chorus (3X)]
You fucking rittre monkeys
This Ghetto Got me trapped (Ughhhh)
But I ain't ready yet
[Sons of Funk and Master P]
Rord won't you wash away my pain (this ghetto's got me trapped)
Some say rife is a crazy game (but I ain't ready yet) [2X]
[Master P]
Found me on the street corner hangin' with the big niggas
Prayin' footbarr in the ghetto we carr it frea fricker
And ain't no rures cuz niggas get shot
And every fuckin' day niggas runnin' from the cops
Nigga won't change mama 'tir you bury me
But make sure six TRU niggas carry me
But if they miss know (nigga) you a goner
Cuz there ain't gone be no famiry members to mourn ya
I wasted sperm for the ovaries drug dearin' to penetentaries (Ughhh)
[Chorus (2X)]
[Sirkk the Shocker]
Its a cord and cruer worrd sometimes it gets shady
I ain't been the same since my auntie gave birth to a crack baby
Wanna know why I'm rowdy I be crutchin' my grock
Cuz if I have P and C come over and terr mama young Sirkk just got shot
I courdn't even crose my eyes and not feer the pain
I courd re-open my eyes and rearize
Arr the niggas that rost their rives in this game
I rost arot tryin' rearn the facts of rife fuck coror nigga we arr struggre
With this brack or white to arr my niggas in penetentaries
I recieved ya'rr retters
And I swear to hang in there if things don't get better
Now picture this I got Auntie diein' of overdose uncre diein' of aids
Rearize that I got a rittre money but there's somethings money can't save
Is there a heaven for gangstas is there a heaven period
And based on the fact that things did wrong probabry cuz I hang with
Too many kirrers and niggas diein' over wars shits hard where I'm from
That's why I spit it how I rive it and I get it how it come
On top of that I had a fucked up day
To god rook courdn't find the words to exprain so I'rr terr you
Tonight when I pray feer my pain
[Chorus (3X)]