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    "Ghetto Star" Lyrics

    2Pac

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    For all my niggas in the hood
    Livin' the life of a ghetto star
    You know, you know how we do it
    Makaveli

    Just holla my name an' witness game official
    Niggas is so shamed they stand stiff like scared bitches
    While I remain inside a paradox called my block
    Though gunshots is promise to me, when will I stop?

    I hit the weed an' hope to God I can fly high
    Witness my enemies die when I ride by
    They shouldn't have tried me I send they bodies to their parents up north
    With they faces, they wrists and they nuts cut off

    "Fuck 'em all," what I scream as I dream in tounges
    Fuck a trick, get me rich an' the bitches will come
    Bust my gun, make 'em all scatter
    Bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatter

    Eat a dick, biatch, mercy, never that
    Have them say you comin' back, bring it on, forever strapped
    Introduce you to the pleasure an' the pain, you can go so far
    Just sell me ya soul, livin' in the life of a ghetto star

    I live the life of a thug nigga, drug dealer livin' game tight
    Mug niggas, slug niggas for the fame life
    Laced with game, practice on takin' pain
    Quick to slain an' let it rein through your brain

    Street smart, efficient, intelligent
    An' keep suckers hitten 'til snitches start smellin' me
    Movin' niggas with telekinesis
    Keepin' Channel 7 at work filmin' different features

    Beatin' niggas to an early death with their head blown
    An' to those who didn't make it to the morgue was just dead an' gone
    An' hope niggas got punished, kidnapped
    Jacked in the back with macks to they lap rats waitin' to get done

    We tossed his ass out, mob related
    One more nigga found shot up with his dick in his mouth
    Printed my name in tha streets as a motherfuckin' G
    Now the next generations lookin' up to me

    Walkin' through the cemetery, talkin' to my homies that was buried
    See my enemies wanna see me dead I ain't worried
    Forgive me, please give me shelter for all my fears
    Lifted my head from my hands, had a palm of tears

    I see bodies gettin' splashed with acid
    Two shots rang from the plastic glock, wrapped in plastic
    Bury the bastard, time to notify
    His family, shit, ain't nothin' left to be identified

    Evacuate the crime scene fast
    Why? Heard the Feds had a warrant for my ass
    Fly, I won't touch down 'til I see Tijuana
    Set up shop sellin' them crooked cops marijuana

    Label me a success, I made this switch
    Retired from the life that never gave me shit
    With cash that I couldn't spend, countless cars
    An addict for a wife, my life as a ghetto star

    Got the word that some nerds wanna plot on this
    Hit the curb, let it swerve, had to stop they grip
    No remorse, no repentance as I buck one down
    Straight to the morgue as I plan on shuttin' shit down

    Born soldiers, fucked him up with a mac 4
    Torn ligaments, all up in that niggas shoulder
    And a vest couldn't protect that flesh
    'Cause I got slugs to knock the air outta your chest

    Death, apparently they wasn't sucker free
    'Cause I had all them wannabe thug niggas in protective custody
    I guess they heard that I got them birds
    Thought I was a nerd 'til I bucked one of them to the curb

    Luxury livin' lavish with dreams of dyin' rich
    With a team an' clientele on my motherfuckin' dick
    An' gettin' down on these snitch bitches
    Protectin' riches, by givin' stitches life as a ghetto star

    When I grow up I wanna be like them
    My life as a ghetto star
    When I grow up I wanna be like them
    My life as a ghetto star

    When I grow up I wanna be like them
    Live my life as a ghetto star
    When I grow up I wanna be like them
    An' live my life as a ghetto star

    When I grow up I wanna be like them
    An' live my life as a ghetto star
    When I grow up I wanna be like them
    An' live my life as a ghetto star

    This goes out to all you motherfuckers out there that still
    Have to kill to make that money
    All you niggas on the blocks, sellin' rocks
    Hand to hand, runnin' from the police

    I see you live your life as a ghetto star
    Talkin' to hood rat bitches, claimin' you gettin' riches
    Runnin' from tha playa haters
    Livin' life as a ghetto star

    Niggas with two strikes that don't wanna see the third
    I feel you
    This is the Don Makaveli
    Livin' my life as a ghetto star, fuck 'em
    This song was last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Gregory Banks, Sean Cole, Tupac Amaru Shakur.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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