Too Short - The Ghetto Lyrics

The Ghetto lyricsTalking bout the ghetto...funky funky ghettoTrying to survive, trying to stay aliveChorus:The ghettoThe ghetto(Talking bout the ghetto)The ghettoThe ghetto(Funk funky ghetto)Even though the streets are bumpy, lights burned outDope fiends die with a pipe in their mouthsOld school buddies not doing it rightEvery day it's the sameAnd it's the same every nightI wouldn't shoot you