Chorus Once upon a time in that Ghetto yo I used to make tha chetta When I was lounging with tha playa and the hustlers yo And rydin on em' haters Just pimpin with them playas from tha 415 Hustling everyday just to stay alive Huh, once upon a time in tha ghetto you I used to make that chetta
Used to be a slave to sin Smoking indo smoke like tha homey Mista Grimm Now who a thought that years ago I'd be the one reachin him Prayin in tha late night hour crying Askin' that Lord to come on in Of a broken heart filled with all this hurt and pain Askin that Lord to clear that overcast and all tha rain Cuz there ain't no sunshine in the ghetto Unless ya got Christ in ya life not tha devil That's what I had though Demons in my system dogg Now I'm intoxicated wit the Holy Spirit yall No more chronic, bionic and gin and tonic Chocolate tye, or sticky icky, icky Cuz tha Holy Goly gets me high
See I was, thugged out West Cali livin Straight sinnin in boss hog Cali Pimpin Straight sippin Gin & Juice, Tangarae and Rum Steady spittin pimp game from this play tongue Brim tilted to the left Leaning in my ride "Wit that" rims glistering While I'm whistling, Picture me and chicks kissin in tha back of a 64 Devil had me trippin like a wineo' in a liquor store Thank God bro Jesus broke tha Devils chains Now I'm addicted, shooting this gospel all up in my veins Can't get enough of tha way that he makes me feel I wanna holla, holla Ready to die in ya honor I'm a changed man from tha feet up But stay G'd up From tha street up So I can reach rydas smoking tha weed up
Bridge I just don't know why These rydas wanna ryde When they know that They very well could die From the bullets of a gage or nine When ya living in tha fast lane commitin' em crimes I said I...just don't know why These plays wanna play When they know that tha world is filled wit Aids and Disease Baby mamma wit dads who be flossing while they Kids are broke & dressin' in rags
