| Song | Ghetto World |
| Artist | Jacki-O |
| Album | Poe Little Rich Girl |
| 作曲 : Anderson, Clinton, Ford, Kohn ... | |
| (feat. O'Damia) | |
| Yeah everybody wanna know who | |
| Jacki-O is (Jacki-O) | |
| Well I'm just a girl that's trying to stay a float | |
| Trying to make it out of this struggle no scars | |
| It's hard real hard baby you just got to do | |
| What you got to do, do what you got to do [Jacki-O] | |
| My old girl gave me strength and she raised me well | |
| She said don't hold in you got to write about this hell | |
| Well momma you had a born winner and | |
| I ain't crazy | |
| I'm a survivor hell | |
| I'm a 80's baby | |
| The streets raised me | |
| A bitch don't get no rougher then that | |
| Liberty City? | |
| It don't get no tougher then that | |
| Don't get it twisted | |
| I'm from the hood | |
| I'm a fortunate girl | |
| I see more money then them bitches in the corporate world | |
| Kick in the cloey party in prada, shop at the harbor? | |
| I'm a booster bitch, why bother? | |
| I love the way my weed blow in the ghetto breeze | |
| I'm in Miami where | |
| I live it ain't no palm tree's | |
| Niggaz be on the block with work they got from the dock | |
| We Flintsone kids we surrounded by bricks and rocks | |
| And my thugs don't give a **** about catching a case | |
| We bring them stacks back | |
| I-95 and they exit on 8 [Hook: (Jacki-O) O'Damia] | |
| I'm addicted to this ghetto world (survive in these streets) | |
| It's hard on a ghetto girl (making ends meat) | |
| What am I gonna do? | |
| When this is the life | |
| I choose [Jacki-O] | |
| This nigga put me down but he started to change | |
| He put the chevy up nigga went and cop the range | |
| Tucking in his shit then he started talking funny | |
| But I say | |
| I'm a gutter bitch and | |
| I won't change for money | |
| I ain't a little girl | |
| I'm out here on my own | |
| And the decisions | |
| I made they turnt me to a woman | |
| The booze the bars the jumping into dudes cars | |
| Fights with broads the life of a ghetto star | |
| I could be lamping on ripplekey? | |
| I done seen the stacks | |
| But I be in | |
| U.S.A getting my weed stacked | |
| If that's chanel | |
| I'm rocking maybe a topic | |
| Of a bitch conversation in the latest street gossip | |
| So be it I don't even see it | |
| I just breeze through the hood | |
| Blow tree's and | |
| I'm good The box of shifty | |
| I'm linking bout fifty | |
| My gutter bitches get me vibe and sing with me [Hook: (Jacki-O) O'Damia] | |
| I'm addicted to this ghetto world (survive in these streets) | |
| It's hard on a ghetto girl (making ends meat) | |
| What am I gonna do? | |
| When this is the life | |
| I choose [Jacki-O] | |
| It's been so bad to fast walking the streets | |
| Auction for half the cost we got it for free | |
| That's how we eat showing love breaking tips off | |
| Making ends meat with that instant credit rips off | |
| We love the streets ain't nothing out of reach | |
| We play hard and be strong the struggle won't be long | |
| As I open up my window to a new day | |
| The sun shine but the skies are still gray | |
| All the scars | |
| I bare I'm glad | |
| God is there | |
| Aint no complaints it's hard but it's fair | |
| I ain't laying down even when it's trouble | |
| It ain't nothing | |
| I just keep me a hustle | |
| I roll through the beams then through the scotts | |
| Enjoying my hood and listening to pac | |
| I remember not to let it control me | |
| I just keep my head up and | |
| I won't let it fold me [Hook: (Jacki-O) O'Damia] | |
| I'm addicted to this ghetto world (survive in these streets) | |
| It's hard on a ghetto girl (making ends meat) | |
| What am I gonna do? | |
| When this is the life | |
| I choose [Repeat till end] |
| zuò qǔ : Anderson, Clinton, Ford, Kohn ... | |
| feat. O' Damia | |
| Yeah everybody wanna know who | |
| JackiO is JackiO | |
| Well I' m just a girl that' s trying to stay a float | |
| Trying to make it out of this struggle no scars | |
| It' s hard real hard baby you just got to do | |
| What you got to do, do what you got to do JackiO | |
| My old girl gave me strength and she raised me well | |
| She said don' t hold in you got to write about this hell | |
| Well momma you had a born winner and | |
| I ain' t crazy | |
| I' m a survivor hell | |
| I' m a 80' s baby | |
| The streets raised me | |
| A bitch don' t get no rougher then that | |
| Liberty City? | |
| It don' t get no tougher then that | |
| Don' t get it twisted | |
| I' m from the hood | |
| I' m a fortunate girl | |
| I see more money then them bitches in the corporate world | |
| Kick in the cloey party in prada, shop at the harbor? | |
| I' m a booster bitch, why bother? | |
| I love the way my weed blow in the ghetto breeze | |
| I' m in Miami where | |
| I live it ain' t no palm tree' s | |
| Niggaz be on the block with work they got from the dock | |
| We Flintsone kids we surrounded by bricks and rocks | |
| And my thugs don' t give a about catching a case | |
| We bring them stacks back | |
| I95 and they exit on 8 Hook: JackiO O' Damia | |
| I' m addicted to this ghetto world survive in these streets | |
| It' s hard on a ghetto girl making ends meat | |
| What am I gonna do? | |
| When this is the life | |
| I choose JackiO | |
| This nigga put me down but he started to change | |
| He put the chevy up nigga went and cop the range | |
| Tucking in his shit then he started talking funny | |
| But I say | |
| I' m a gutter bitch and | |
| I won' t change for money | |
| I ain' t a little girl | |
| I' m out here on my own | |
| And the decisions | |
| I made they turnt me to a woman | |
| The booze the bars the jumping into dudes cars | |
| Fights with broads the life of a ghetto star | |
| I could be lamping on ripplekey? | |
| I done seen the stacks | |
| But I be in | |
| U. S. A getting my weed stacked | |
| If that' s chanel | |
| I' m rocking maybe a topic | |
| Of a bitch conversation in the latest street gossip | |
| So be it I don' t even see it | |
| I just breeze through the hood | |
| Blow tree' s and | |
| I' m good The box of shifty | |
| I' m linking bout fifty | |
| My gutter bitches get me vibe and sing with me Hook: JackiO O' Damia | |
| I' m addicted to this ghetto world survive in these streets | |
| It' s hard on a ghetto girl making ends meat | |
| What am I gonna do? | |
| When this is the life | |
| I choose JackiO | |
| It' s been so bad to fast walking the streets | |
| Auction for half the cost we got it for free | |
| That' s how we eat showing love breaking tips off | |
| Making ends meat with that instant credit rips off | |
| We love the streets ain' t nothing out of reach | |
| We play hard and be strong the struggle won' t be long | |
| As I open up my window to a new day | |
| The sun shine but the skies are still gray | |
| All the scars | |
| I bare I' m glad | |
| God is there | |
| Aint no complaints it' s hard but it' s fair | |
| I ain' t laying down even when it' s trouble | |
| It ain' t nothing | |
| I just keep me a hustle | |
| I roll through the beams then through the scotts | |
| Enjoying my hood and listening to pac | |
| I remember not to let it control me | |
| I just keep my head up and | |
| I won' t let it fold me Hook: JackiO O' Damia | |
| I' m addicted to this ghetto world survive in these streets | |
| It' s hard on a ghetto girl making ends meat | |
| What am I gonna do? | |
| When this is the life | |
| I choose Repeat till end |