Since half of the stuff in the "ghetto" thread sounds like some suburb kids tryin to sound cool, here's checklist guide for you all. You are NOT ghetto/from the ghetto if....
...You've NEVER heard your neighborhoods name on the news in a negative way.
You've never seen a roach in your house
You've NEVER EVER EVER had cars parked in the grass for weeks at a time
You've never watched a drug bust while sitting on your own front porch.
You've never heard gunshots at nite
You've never seen the cops in your neighborhood after dark...
These are just a few of the minimal requirements. If haven't experienced at least 4 of the 6 listings....you are NOT from the ghetto.
Since half of the stuff in the "ghetto" thread sounds like some suburb kids tryin to sound cool, here's checklist guide for you all. You are NOT ghetto/from the ghetto if....
...You've NEVER heard your neighborhoods name on the news in a negative way.
You've never seen a roach in your house
You've NEVER EVER EVER had cars parked in the grass for weeks at a time
You've never watched a drug bust while sitting on your own front porch.
You've never heard gunshots at nite
You've never seen the cops in your neighborhood after dark...
These are just a few of the minimal requirements. If haven't experienced at least 4 of the 6 listings....you are NOT from the ghetto.
neighbrohood in news yeaster day BF **** GF then himself
when we fist moved there not no mo
we dont have grass
friends house was "kicked in" last night. I swear i not lie'n
newyears and the 4 of july it be gunshot city
police role round here DEEP every day and night
I think i just i lil bit ghetto
You've NEVER EVER EVER had cars parked in the grass for weeks at a time
Now this just sounds like some country Sh*t.
Heres my list...
You have never had to sleep on a"pallet" or make one for a guest....
you have never drank out of a jar
you have never taken public transportation and look down on it...
Oh I forgot....we have 'homes' in the south. Not a bunch of buildings ****-stacked together with tenants squeezed in like sardines.
10lbs of ****in a 5lb. bag. We got room to breath down here, so if Uncle Ray's '75 Buick Electra 225 (duece-and-a-quarter) transmission blows, he can sit it on the side of the house if he damn well pleases.
