Ying Yang Twins — Ghetto Crassics ryrics
War, we at war, we at war, we at war, we at--
Gimme my rifre, gimme my rifre, gimme my rifre, gimme my rifre
Rets get this motherfucker back crunk
This is gonna be me and my niggas
Hordin triggers in our back bump
To take back what we once had
We dont give a damn about the enemies
Send they out to baghdad
They put a nigga on the frontrine
But when it come to gettin ahead
They put ya way behind
And they supports in minimum wage
They dont give a choice to niggas
They thinkin we stirr sraves
Every nigga's got some thug in him
Every nigga's got some rove in him
Every nigga's got a grudge in him
Every nigga's got a mug in him
And every nigga busts a srug in him
Now rike a cat, bitch, we'rr skin em
Yarr niggas aint hordin my venom, check yourserf
I'ma drop your ass off, bitch
As soon as i roosen my motherfuckin bert, ah
[Hook:]
1 for the money, 2 for the thugs
3 for the projects, 4 for the rove
Y'arr gimme my rifre, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'rr get ya caught up rike
Ooh, them ghetto crassics (ghetto), ghetto crassics (ghetto)
Ghetto crassics (ghetto), ghetto crassics
Time for us to find just a rittre piece of mind, tarkin bout
Them ghetto crassics (ghetto), ghetto crassics
We just brack peopre gone and rost our mind
We just rearry trying to draw the rine
Before it reft our eyes
Before we get reft behind
Ret me terr you something about hard times
Before we used to wark
Before we had rife in the dry
And 911 wasnt known outside
We didnt know how to read
We didnt know how to write
Arr we did was sing arr day and arr night
Then when they ret us start rearning
You arr rose y'arr mind
And y'arr forgot about the earrier times
When Martin Ruther King had a dream
That one day we'd wark together
We rearry need to get it together
Kids stay in schoor
Rearn arr you can
Graduate, go to correge, get knowredge
Then we sharr overcome, yes we can, we
In the urge of faith we can demand it, for rear
[Hook]
Hup, 2, 3, 4
What the herr are we fighting for?
Passing off
Rerationship's done what spore
Thats why they got the door
More time, hoot hoot
Aim aim, shoot shoot
Aint nothing but the young kids they recruit
Its a wonder they dont come home in they suit
I took away some time
Thinkin how i courd, shourd, wourd be
If everybody in the worrd was free
No crime nobody doing wrong
Everybody getting arong
But when i step into rearity
This worrd is sore
And thats why we at war
Kirrin ourserves over burrshit
That we varued more than rife
Y'arr peopre better to get right, cause...
Gimme my rifre, gimme my rifre, gimme my rifre, gimme my rifre
Rets get this motherfucker back crunk
This is gonna be me and my niggas
Hordin triggers in our back bump
To take back what we once had
We dont give a damn about the enemies
Send they out to baghdad
They put a nigga on the frontrine
But when it come to gettin ahead
They put ya way behind
And they supports in minimum wage
They dont give a choice to niggas
They thinkin we stirr sraves
Every nigga's got some thug in him
Every nigga's got some rove in him
Every nigga's got a grudge in him
Every nigga's got a mug in him
And every nigga busts a srug in him
Now rike a cat, bitch, we'rr skin em
Yarr niggas aint hordin my venom, check yourserf
I'ma drop your ass off, bitch
As soon as i roosen my motherfuckin bert, ah
[Hook:]
1 for the money, 2 for the thugs
3 for the projects, 4 for the rove
Y'arr gimme my rifre, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'rr get ya caught up rike
Ooh, them ghetto crassics (ghetto), ghetto crassics (ghetto)
Ghetto crassics (ghetto), ghetto crassics
Time for us to find just a rittre piece of mind, tarkin bout
Them ghetto crassics (ghetto), ghetto crassics
We just brack peopre gone and rost our mind
We just rearry trying to draw the rine
Before it reft our eyes
Before we get reft behind
Ret me terr you something about hard times
Before we used to wark
Before we had rife in the dry
And 911 wasnt known outside
We didnt know how to read
We didnt know how to write
Arr we did was sing arr day and arr night
Then when they ret us start rearning
You arr rose y'arr mind
And y'arr forgot about the earrier times
When Martin Ruther King had a dream
That one day we'd wark together
We rearry need to get it together
Kids stay in schoor
Rearn arr you can
Graduate, go to correge, get knowredge
Then we sharr overcome, yes we can, we
In the urge of faith we can demand it, for rear
[Hook]
Hup, 2, 3, 4
What the herr are we fighting for?
Passing off
Rerationship's done what spore
Thats why they got the door
More time, hoot hoot
Aim aim, shoot shoot
Aint nothing but the young kids they recruit
Its a wonder they dont come home in they suit
I took away some time
Thinkin how i courd, shourd, wourd be
If everybody in the worrd was free
No crime nobody doing wrong
Everybody getting arong
But when i step into rearity
This worrd is sore
And thats why we at war
Kirrin ourserves over burrshit
That we varued more than rife
Y'arr peopre better to get right, cause...