| Song | Ghetto Memories - normal |
| Artist | Afroman |
| Album | Afroholic...The Even Better Times |
| 作曲 : Foreman | |
| (Afroman talking) | |
| Gotta do one song for the hood | |
| This going out to all my homeboys | |
| Ya know what I' saying | |
| All my balling homeboys | |
| Ya know what I' saying | |
| Up in the hills (ghetto memories) | |
| Riding Ferraris, Rolls Royces | |
| You know, doing good | |
| It's lonely at the top | |
| And if you get to thinking, heh | |
| You get those (ghetto memories) | |
| (Afroman singing) | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories) | |
| (Afroman rapping) | |
| I hop out my car and stroll brotha | |
| Afroman, young soul brotha | |
| Late night crack house deep off in the hood | |
| We kick it outside cause the weather feel good | |
| Stereo bumping in the living room | |
| Classic soul music with the peaceful boom (boom) | |
| Colt 45 got your boy on buzz | |
| But I ain't going home, I' post in cuz (post in cuz) | |
| Take another swig, take another hit | |
| Talk to my man about some real deep shit | |
| Cluck heads walking up and down the block (ba-kaa!) | |
| Pulling to the side and selling the rock | |
| The block get slow about a quarter to four | |
| Spotlight po-po gets searched once more | |
| They searched me from the east, west, north and south | |
| I relaxed cause I got the cocaine in my mouth | |
| They take the handcuffs off and we get released | |
| Hop in the Cadillac and tell my homeboys 'peace' | |
| Nineteen ninety-two Fleetwood Grove | |
| Daytons gold in chrome on my way back home (memories) | |
| (Afroman singing) | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories) | |
| (Afroman rapping) | |
| My system be good off in my Fleetwood | |
| Beating in my Caddy like cops in Cincinnati | |
| At the red light, I stop and stall | |
| Look at the liquor store and see my name on the wall | |
| Hookers on the corner tryna make a sale | |
| Brothas in handcuffs going to jail | |
| The light turn green and I starts to bail | |
| Dosing off cause I' drunk, high, sleepy as hell | |
| And as I ride, I just can't hide | |
| My sense of pride, for where I reside | |
| I' proud of the ghetto, proud to survive the ghetto | |
| You know, stay alive in the ghetto | |
| Drink Colt 45 in the ghetto | |
| Struggle and strive to get out the ghetto | |
| I' out the ghetto | |
| But the ghetto is inside me | |
| Ghetto memories | |
| (Afroman singing) | |
| Memories (baby), of the ghetto | |
| Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories) | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories) |
| zuò qǔ : Foreman | |
| Afroman talking | |
| Gotta do one song for the hood | |
| This going out to all my homeboys | |
| Ya know what I' saying | |
| All my balling homeboys | |
| Ya know what I' saying | |
| Up in the hills ghetto memories | |
| Riding Ferraris, Rolls Royces | |
| You know, doing good | |
| It' s lonely at the top | |
| And if you get to thinking, heh | |
| You get those ghetto memories | |
| Afroman singing | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded ghetto memories | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated ghetto memories | |
| Afroman rapping | |
| I hop out my car and stroll brotha | |
| Afroman, young soul brotha | |
| Late night crack house deep off in the hood | |
| We kick it outside cause the weather feel good | |
| Stereo bumping in the living room | |
| Classic soul music with the peaceful boom boom | |
| Colt 45 got your boy on buzz | |
| But I ain' t going home, I' post in cuz post in cuz | |
| Take another swig, take another hit | |
| Talk to my man about some real deep shit | |
| Cluck heads walking up and down the block bakaa! | |
| Pulling to the side and selling the rock | |
| The block get slow about a quarter to four | |
| Spotlight popo gets searched once more | |
| They searched me from the east, west, north and south | |
| I relaxed cause I got the cocaine in my mouth | |
| They take the handcuffs off and we get released | |
| Hop in the Cadillac and tell my homeboys ' peace' | |
| Nineteen ninetytwo Fleetwood Grove | |
| Daytons gold in chrome on my way back home memories | |
| Afroman singing | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded ghetto memories | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated ghetto memories | |
| Afroman rapping | |
| My system be good off in my Fleetwood | |
| Beating in my Caddy like cops in Cincinnati | |
| At the red light, I stop and stall | |
| Look at the liquor store and see my name on the wall | |
| Hookers on the corner tryna make a sale | |
| Brothas in handcuffs going to jail | |
| The light turn green and I starts to bail | |
| Dosing off cause I' drunk, high, sleepy as hell | |
| And as I ride, I just can' t hide | |
| My sense of pride, for where I reside | |
| I' proud of the ghetto, proud to survive the ghetto | |
| You know, stay alive in the ghetto | |
| Drink Colt 45 in the ghetto | |
| Struggle and strive to get out the ghetto | |
| I' out the ghetto | |
| But the ghetto is inside me | |
| Ghetto memories | |
| Afroman singing | |
| Memories baby, of the ghetto | |
| Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded ghetto memories | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated ghetto memories | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded ghetto memories | |
| Memories, of the ghetto | |
| Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated ghetto memories |