I grew up in the hood of the N.O.L. in this drama filled hood
It was hard for a female and mama stayed real when it came to the streets
She said them niggas like to ill to them, you're just a piece of meat
They wanna feel your head up so you gotta be strong enough not to let them fade ya
If you wanna last long and homegirls be in your face
Saying that it's all good but all the while you're just another bitch from the neighborhood
So you would wanna keep your head tight round here
Never ever let it show when you do have fear
Cause your years in the ghetto won't be easy
But mama got your back girl when times get cheesy
That's why she raised me hard in the heart of the 7th ward
To stay up on my guard in case them hoes try to show up
She told me always swing before they swing, catch them before they even think
Pick up sticks, bottles and things and come correct with that shank blank
And it might be your last blank
Fuckin' with them jealous throat hoes in the hood
Stinkin' if you make it the *** out
So never say goodbye cause you gotta keep it real and you gotta keep your ghetto tight
Keep your ghetto tight don't turn your back
Thanking you all out cause folks from the hood is as real as they come black
Even though sometimes they try to hold a sister down
If your head is on straight then you're on solid ground
Cause I found as a young girl chicks go all out to show another young girl what they about
Cussin' and stabbin', hoes gangin' up like *** on flies
Jump in one person, grown niggas tryna *** you while you're still young
And the fiends on the corner tryna beg and then some
So many things made me hate where I come from
Like them messy dumb sisters and them reppin' ass niggas
Haunt the ghettos tryna kill me, I'd say like Pete
Then I took no limit to make them niggas feel me
Hoes be playa hatin' all behind my back
But know they ain't hard enough to take a southern pimp's mask
But through it all, you'll
This I can't deny
I would miss a lot of *** just to keep my ghetto tight
I was born a livin' a die so I cry
Still got my ghetto tie
I was born a livin' a die so I cry
I still got my ghetto tie
I was born a livin' a die so I cry
I still got my ghetto tie
I was born a livin' a die so I cry
I still got my ghetto tie
Here's how I know I kept my ties
Cause when I come through the cut
I can sit on the poach with the same folks
But the drama still poppin'
Everybody still cussin'
Goin' at each other
Laughin' plain to dirty dozens
Yo mama don't wear no drawers
I seen her when she took em all
For that nigga in the St. Bernard
We all laughin' alright
But by the end of the night
Somebody's gotta fight
Or should I say kill
In the murder capital of the world
Where everybody's pills will
Cook your cabbage in some red gravy
Louisiana style for buku miles
Niggas piled up in grave seat
But the hood won't get me
Though I can't say goodbye
Cause I love my ghetto tie
No I can't say goodbye
Cause I love my ghetto tie
I was born a livin' a die so I cry
I still got my ghetto tie
I was born a livin' a die so I cry
I still got my ghetto tie
I was born a livin' a die so I cry
I still got my ghetto tie
I was born a livin' a die so I cry
I still got my ghetto tie
Still got my ghetto tie
Still got my ghetto tie
Ghetto ties nigga y'all know what that mean
About bein' real
But where you came from
What you true to
Your mother***in' culture
You know what I'm sayin'
Your heritage
Me or X
Kickin' that gangsta ***
With some knowledge on you stupid mother***ers
Take it how you want to
You ain't got no ghetto ties
You holdin' your ass tight
You ain't from the hood nigga
Don't ever forget where you came from
I love my mother***in' ghetto ties
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