A song about an extremely ghetto street: hookin', drug deals, gang bangin' - anything you can think of! You can find it on Croetto. Oh yeah, and don't go out after dark!
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Story behind the song
Everything I write about in this song actually happened. I actually saw these things with my own eyes!
Lyrics
Croetto Way
(instrumentals 1 - track 5)
[chorus:]
this is croetto
drama in croetto
this is croetto
the ghetto
[verse 1:]
anything you want can be bought and sold
landlords kickin' people out in the cold
fights of the "he said, she said" stuff
its not soft, yanno it's rough
don't scrub the mold off the bathroom
you crazy, its sweltering in june!
spraypaint over all the mold you see!
most importantly, conserve your energy
the jobs done, kick it on the box chair
throw trash in the rocks there
listen to the ghetto bird - gunshots at night
watch the pimp fight in the twilight
abusive husbands and all the such
wives leave them and go nuts
they just cant take it any more they're done
next week back to him they run
[chorus:]
[verse 2:]
lady's exercising on the electric scooters
and losin weight sittin' at library computers
social butterflies talkin all day to themselves
posted up at the magazine shelves
more people outside of their house than in
text books and backpacks abandoned
stand around in a large group and talk
otherwise just look mean and walk
in destructive ways kids will play
wearin puffy coats in the middle of may
homeless recyclers go for the rebound
in their dumpsters free money can be found
the coke bottle glasses are cheaper around
when aluminum is seven dollars a pound
and the baby momma drama is all around you
a block party with chicken and gravy fondu
[chorus:]
[verse 3:]
Oh snap! My hub caps gone!
now i drive my car like on the autobaun
im the forever rally racer
the urban city smooth - lady chaser
so I'm usin only the best equipment
the 80's oldsmobiles with no temperment
get some tape, duct tape the ceiling up
glue stuff to the dash, its nuts
mix and match the hand-me-down stereo
kick the wheels out, go very slow
right next to the wood panel garage
no, this style aint a mirage
the anger and tension stew cuz of deciet
dont keep it inside take it out in the street
argue furiously where the whole world can see
livin in croetto doesnt gotta be fancy
[chorus: 2x]
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