Afroman - Ghetto Memories

Gotta do one song for the hood


This going out to all my homeboys


Ya know what I' saying


All my balling homeboys


Ya know what I' saying


Up in the hills (ghetto memories)


Riding Ferraris, Rolls Royces


You know, doing good


It's lonely at the top


And if you get to thinking, heh


You get those (ghetto memories)








Memories, of the ghetto


Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)


Memories, of the ghetto


Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)








I hop out my car and stroll brotha


Afroman, young soul brotha


Late night crack house deep off in the hood


We kick it outside cause the weather feel good


Stereo bumping in the living room


Classic soul music with the peaceful boom (boom)


Colt 45 got your boy on buzz


But I ain't going home, I' post in cuz (post in cuz)


Take another swig, take another hit


Talk to my man about some real deep shit


Cluck heads walking up and down the block (ba-kaa!)


Pulling to the side and selling the rock


The block get slow about a quarter to four


Spotlight po-po gets searched once more


They searched me from the east, west, north and south


I relaxed cause I got the cocaine in my mouth


They take the handcuffs off and we get released


Hop in the Cadillac and tell my homeboys 'peace'


Nineteen ninety-two Fleetwood Grove


Daytons gold in chrome on my way back home (memories)








Memories, of the ghetto


Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)


Memories, of the ghetto


Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)








My system be good off in my Fleetwood


Beating in my Caddy like cops in Cincinnati


At the red light, I stop and stall


Look at the liquor store and see my name on the wall


Hookers on the corner tryna make a sale


Brothas in handcuffs going to jail


The light turn green and I starts to bail


Dosing off cause I' drunk, high, sleepy as hell


And as I ride, I just can't hide


My sense of pride, for where I reside


I' proud of the ghetto, proud to survive the ghetto


You know, stay alive in the ghetto


Drink Colt 45 in the ghetto


Struggle and strive to get out the ghetto


I' out the ghetto


But the ghetto is inside me


Ghetto memories








Memories (baby), of the ghetto


Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)


Memories, of the ghetto


Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)


Memories, of the ghetto


Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)


Memories, of the ghetto


Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)