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Something you should know about Ghetto Qu Ran (Forgive Me Pt. 1) LyricsTitle: 50 Cent - Ghetto Qu Ran (Forgive Me Pt. 1) lyricsArtist: 50 Cent LyricsVisitors: 1700 visitors have hited Ghetto Qu Ran (Forgive Me Pt. 1) Lyrics since May 27, 2008.Print: 50 Cent - Ghetto Qu Ran (Forgive Me Pt. 1) Lyrics print versioniSend "Ghetto Qu Ran (Forgive Me Pt. 1)" Ringtone to Cell Phone Instantly(talking)Uh huh, uh huh, uh huhSouthside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south?One time(Chorus)Lord forgive me, for I've sinnedOver and over again, just to stay on topI recall memories, filled with sinOver and over again, and againYo, when you hear talk of the southside, you hear talk of the teamSee niggas feared Prince and respected PremeFor all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it down illerSee Preme was a business man and Prince was the killerRemember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huhThis here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shitThe roll with Easy Rider and they ain't get bluntedHad the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundredAs a youth, all I ever did was sell crackI used to idolize catHeart me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat, how he go out likethat?Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchinI ain't believe that, pa, he helped me cop my first GSX-RHad the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skisFrom Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be suprisedOf how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with piesLike L-A-N-Y's, L got shot in the neck, then told us connectThem niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricksFuckin Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks(Chorus)That first verse is just a dose of the shit that I'm onConsider this the first chapter in the ghetto's QuranI know a lot of niggas that get dough like Remmy and JoeAnd Prince and Rightous from Hillside with the mole on his noseThroughout my struggles through the hood, I started learninLife's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burninMan I'm a get cheese like Chaz then run through wips like CigarGamble all the time like country-curly head Prince and TataPo-po under pressure too, they know what they facinGo against crews like B-Bo and killers like Patty MasonA lotta niggas I know been corrupted since birthEnticed to rob nuns for fun, for everything they worthI know some cats that hail at old complexes like Cooley WallTogether niggas stand and divided they fallRound here, shook niggas they keep it in motionCome around here with your rollie you can get robbed like OceanLord knows, Tommy had loved and soldHelicopters, Rolls Royces with Louie VaTonne interiorMight sound like I'm fantasizin, but son I'm dead seriousMontanna was no dummy, brought Benice to watch the moneyHad money out the ass, he politic like the AsianFEDs couldn't catch him dirty so settled for tax evasion(Chorus)Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money what they was about yoThe twins was some queens but got crazy cream with AlpoThroughout my time I heard tales of Himey, Frenchy, Jamaican Pauly, DuckyCallyRodney Bump and Chick, shitA lot a niggas flow the way I flowbut ain't been in the game all their life so don't know who I knowWritin rhymes is the best way I express how I feelIf I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jailComin up I heard sippin to much booze'll leave you confusedAnd if you watch the news you see playas in this game that loseI'm forgettin Lefty and Jazz, Pretty Tony and LanceHead Lou, Mel son, Troy and E Money BagsAnd a conversation over shrimp and lobsterAnd Benny Hiners heard Chico stopped boxin, and started robbin dinersShout out to Clanvis and Clutch, Bob Dre, Black WillIf the flow don't kill you the Mac will(Chorus)