Lyrics:

Yeah. What? Come on
Niggas, if you said I was a pretty top
Pretty, nice fan
Yeah, check it out one time for the last
I'ma take you for the last, for the last
Uh, yeah, come on
Man, put it in there
Check it out, kid
Here's a tune about this honey named Renee
That I met one day on my way back from Grand J
I beep a shorty ass, she's walking to the train
I tap her on the shoulders
Excuse me, Miss, but can I get your name?
She said, my name is Renee
I said, I got a whole lot to say
So may I walk you to your subway?
She said, if you want, so, yo, we started talking
I brought two franks and two drinks, and we began walking
I had to see where that head was at, because the gear was mad fast
So we must chat about this and that
She told me what she was in school for
She wants to be a lawyer, in other words, shorty studies law
I'm telling shorty I'm a writer, and as she's looking for the token
She drops it back into the easy rider
Covers her mouth with the name ring
I say, yo, I don't sweat your technique, shorty rocks
I do the same thing, but yet I use Philly blunts
She said, I never dealt with Philly blunts
Because I heard that's for silly stunts
I said, nah, they burn slower
Right now, I really don't know you
But maybe later on I can get to show you
A ghetto love is the love that we live by
Day by day, I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminisce about my ghetto bracelets every day
Give it up for my shorty, shorty, shorty
A ghetto love is the love that we live by
Day by day, I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminisce about my ghetto bracelets every day
Give it up for my shorty, shorty, shorty
So now we're sitting on the train
Besides a fingernail, my shorty got the hairdo with pain
Now understand, she got flavor
A tough leather jacket with some jeans
And a chain that her mom's gave her
Got off the train about six thirty four
She wasn't sure she had drug for the dope so we hit the store
Went to the crib and turned the lights on
A mad magazine stand
Her message, it's a write-on
I left the cop's stereo system with crazy CDs
Understand, kid, she got cheese
She said, she's do what you want
She said, I'm going to feed the dog
I said, all right, well, I'm a roller's blunt
She came back with stretch pants
And a ponytail and a t-shirt
Hey, yo, fam, I got a tender pony girl
We sitting on the couch chatting
We're smoking blunts off the balcony
We're staring at men right now
She started feeling on my chest
I started feeling on the
And there's no need for me to stress the rest
Hey, yo, I got myself a winner
We smoked a blunt before we ate
And a blunt after we ate dinner
She had a tattoo, she only wanted potency
But first, bend the lights and turn up the jodecy
I'm like, whatever shorty rock
We could swing it like that
Because on the real, this is where we're set
A ghetto love is the love that we live by
Day by day, I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminisce about my ghetto bracelets every day
Give it up for my shorty, shorty, shorty
A ghetto love is the love that we live by
Day by day, I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminisce about my ghetto bracelets every day
Give it up for my shorty, shorty, shorty
I woke up the next day on the waterbed
A letter's on the pillow
And this is what the letter said
It said, cheeks, I be home around two
You was deep in your sleep, so I didn't want to bother you
I left my number for shorty to call me later
Got dressed, smoked a blunt
And then I bounced towards the elevator
I got to be around three
I'm asking shorty, what's up with you?
She's asking, what's up with me?
We've been together for weeks
See a new light, dinner with my slutty
Cracker 40 with my naughty freaks
Hey, man, I've never been in love
But every time I'm bursting in
I had to say to shorty that I'm thinking of
I'm hanging out with my crew
I get the beat from Renee, because Renee uses no juice
But yet, I'm standing with her mom, too
She says, Renee's been shot, so she's meet me up at St. Luke's
I jumps on the bandwagon
I got to make it there quick
Hey, yo, this is getting mad thick
Not even thinking of the pole
Now I'm doing the buckle, because I'm smoking boom
And the whole nine, I got to see what's going on
And by the time I reach the hospital
They tell me Mr. Chief's Renee's gone
I'm pouring it out for my shorty, who ain't here
I'm from the ghetto
So listen, this is how I shed my tears
A ghetto love is the love that we live by
Day by day, I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminisce about my ghetto bracelets every day
Give it up for my shorty, shorty, shorty
A ghetto love is the love that we live by
Day by day, I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminisce about my ghetto bracelets every day
Give it up for my shorty, shorty, shorty
A ghetto love is the love that we live by
Day by day, I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminisce about my ghetto bracelets every day
Give it up for my shorty, shorty, shorty
A ghetto love is the love that we live by
Day by day, I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminisce about my ghetto bracelets every day
Give it up for my shorty, shorty, shorty