[Chorus: I wonder if heaven got a ghetto (4X)]

I was raised, the little young nigga doin bad
shit
Talk much shit cause I never had shit
I could remember being whupped in class
And if I didn't pass mama whupped my ass
Was it my fault papa didn't plan it out
Broke out left me to be the man of the house
I couldn't take it, had to make a profit
Down the block, got a glock, and I clock grip
Makin G's was my mission
Movin enough of this shit to get my mama out the
kitchen and
why must I sock a fella, just to live large like
Rockefeller
First you didn't give a fuck, but you're learnin
now
If you don't respect the town then we'll burn you
down
God damn it's a motherfuckin riot
Black people only hate police so don't try it
If you're not from the town then don't pass
through
Cause some O.G. fools might blast you
It ain't right but it's long overdue
We can't have peace til the niggaz get a piece
too
I want G's so you label me a criminal
And if I die, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto