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Coolio & 40 Thevz Lyrics

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Every ghetto got a different name, but they all the same
So Coolio loco, gon' put you up on game
We got homies who sell straps
Homies who sell crack Homies who sell the bomb chronic sacks and fat dubs
Givin' the neighborhood niggas love
Pimps, players, suckers, hoes, poor thieves, gangsters, and thugs
Two hood rats were scrappin' over who knows what
The loudmouth one loc'd up in front of the ice cream truck
And broke all of her lee nails where the big G's live
The little homie be gettin' out on count
This time he might get stuck
Attempted one eight seven and he a minor with priors
So the DA want him tried as an adult
The big homie just had a son, no chokin'
I think his baby mama is smokin' 'cause she's always broke
And the young girls is dressin' more and more sleazy
And everybody and they mama talkin' 'bout OJ and Eazy

To the hoochies in the Hondas and Sentras
Young niggas fightin' they case with public defenders
Be it wrong or right
(Right, right)
These are the ghetto highlights
To the niggas who smoke indo chocolate Thai and stress
Niggas who got warrants out for they arrest
Be it wrong or right
(Right, right)
These are the ghetto highlights

Slap boxin' with all the young hoochies watchin'
Dead cats in the street playing craps
Niggas catchin' dice with they feet
Think they got the funk, that one fool got stomped out
'Cause he's a mark with a gun
The nosy bitch up the street called 9-1-1
One time his D jacked a nigga and old bitch
License and registration
"All I got is a driver's permit"
Niggas can't have shit
We got dogs that rip but don't even trip
Welcome to Southern California
Liquor stores and churches on every other corner
Your little brother plays Pop Warner
Narcs raided the dope spot, eight year old kid got shot
'Cause they mistook his BB gun for a Glock
And I ain't forgot about the homie Lano
He got killed by a sucker way back in the eighties, oh
I heard the homie Spidey is ballin' out of state
He got himself off unemployment checks 'n Section 8

(Ayy, the homie kickin' the real)
(Yeah, I hear what he sayin', loc)
(But sometimes it's just like that in the hood)
(Yeah, don't nothin' change in the game but the name, man)
(That's right, you know that's right)

To the young hustlers tryna stack a knot up
The house parties that's gon' always get shot up
Be it wrong or right
(Right, right)
These are the ghetto highlights
Community programs will stop the violence
All the niggas who loc'd up during the L.A. riots
Be it wrong or right
(Right, right)
These are the ghetto highlights

The nigga with all 16 switches sittin' on Ds
Who got jacked, he tried to pull out his gat
Bullets exit through his back
Now his mama in all black
And niggas is going to the barber to get a fade
To carry their dead homie to his grave
Pour out a little liquor
Homegirl down the street
With the green eyes and big titties is gettin' thicker
Neighborhood clucks beam up and crackheads be sellin' TVs and VCRs
For forty bucks, so what's up?
Yesterday the homie committed a bank caper
Saw the chase on the news and read the story in today's paper
His little girl is just now taking training wheels off her bike
While her daddy's got twenty-five to life at Fort Strike
The little homie just tripped and stripped
Because he didn't realize that the joint was dipped (that's right)
OG's joinin' the Nation, and it's all good
BG's is retaliatin' 'cause they enemies done crossed out the hood

Crackhead mama's smokin' whole county checks
Dope dealers who serve nickel pieces for sex
Be it wrong or right
(Right, right)
These are the ghetto highlights
Young niggas going to school to be a doctor
Late night sounds of gunshots and helicopters
Be it wrong or right
(Right, right)
These are the ghetto highlights

To all the motherfuckers who think their shit don't stink
Rollin' on Ds and in the pen for robbin' banks
Be it wrong or right
(Right, right)
These are the ghetto highlights
This is just a little somethin' for my nigga
That's still gon' be a nigga if he don't get no bigger
Be it wrong or right
(Right, right)
These are the ghetto highlights

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