Coolio Lyrics

Album: Gangsta's Paradise

Geto Highlites Lyrics

What you gonna play now 

Get on up. Get on up. Get on up. Get on up. 

Every geto got a different name, but they all the same 

So Coolio loco gonna put you up on game 

We got homies who sell straps 

Homies who sell crack 

Homies who sell the bomb chronic sacks thats a fact 

Cause, you from the neighborhood niggas love 

Pimps, players, suckers, hoes, forty thieves, ganstas, and thugs 

To unwrap the strap before you know what 

The loudmouth one loced up in front of the icecream truck 

And broke all of the sills where the big G's live 

The little homie be gettin' out on account 

This time he might get stuck attempted 

One eight seven and he's a minor with pride 

So the DA want him tried as an adult 

The big homey just had a son no joking 

I think his baby's mom is smoking cause she always broke 

And the young girls is dressing more and more sleazy 

And everybody and their momma talking bout OJ defense 

To the hoochies in the Hondas and Sentras 

Young niggas fightin' their case with public defenders 

Be your own good ride 

 Right right 

These are the geto hilites 

To the niggas who smokin' indo chocolate tired of stress 

Niggas who got warrants out for their arrest 

Be your own good ride 

 Right right 

These are the geto hilites 

Slap boxin' with all the young hoochies watchin' 

Dead cats in the street playing craps 

Niggas catchin dice with they feet 

Think they got the funk that one fool got stoked out 

Cos he's a mark with a gun 

The nosy bitch up the street called 9-1-1 now 

One time his d jacked a nigga and old bitch 

Liscence and registration 

"All I got is a drivers permit" 

Niggas can't have shit we got dogs that rip but don't even trip 

Welcome to Southern California 

Liquor stores and churches on every other corner 

Your little brother plays pop warner 

Darks raided the dope spot 

Eight year old kid got shot cos they mistook his BB gun for a glok 

And I ain't forgot about the homey Lano 

He got killed by a sucker way back in the eighties oh 

I heard the homies mighties is ballin' out of state 

He got himself off unemployment checks in Section 8 

Hey the homiez kickin' it real 

 Yeh I hear what he's sayin' loc 

Sometimes it's just like that in the hood 

 Yeh don't nothin' change of the game but the name 

That's right you know that's right 

To the young hustlers that's trying to stack that knot up 

The house parties that's gonna always get shot up 

Be your own good ride 

 Right right 

These are the geto hilites 

To the negros real to stop the violence 

All the niggers who loced up during the L.A. riots 

Be your own good ride 

 Right right 

These are the geto hilites 

The nigger with all 16 switches sitting ODs 

Who got jacked he tried to pull out his gat 

Pulling sex in through his back 

Now his momma ain't all black 

And niggas is going to the barber to get a fade 

They carried their dead homey to his grave 

Pour out a little liquor 

Homegirl down the street with the green eyes and big titties is getting 

thicker 

Neighborhood clubs beat him up and crackheads be selling tvs and vcrs 

For forty bucks so what's up 

Yesterday the homey commited a bank caper 

Saw the chase on the news and read the story in today's paper 

His little girl's just now taking training wheels off her bike 

While her daddy's got twenty-five to life at Fort Strike 

The little homey just tripped and stripped 

Because he didn't realize that the joint was dipped 

 That's right 

OG's joining the nation and it's all good 

Big G's is retaliating cause they enemies are crossed out the hood 

Crackhead momma's smoking whole accounting checks 

Dopedealers who serve liquor pieces for sex 

Be your own good ride 

 Right right 

These are the geto hilites 

Young niggas going to school to be a doctor 

Late night sounds of gunshots and helicopters 

Be your own good ride 

 Right right 

These are the geto hilites 

To all the motherfuckers who think their shit don't stank 

Rollin D.B.s and then appear for robbing banks 

Be your own good ride 

 Right right 

These are the geto hilites 

This is just a little something for a nigga 

That's still gonna be a nigga if he don't get no bigger 

Be your own good ride 

 Right right 

These are the geto hilites 

Get on up. Get on up. Get on up. Get on up. 

Get on up. Get on up. Get on up. Get on up. 

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