Beats by the pound - My Ghetto Heroes lyrics

[Master P] Ha Ha Ha Most n***as might think I'm crazy when I tell em this (Yeah G) But you know what most n***a look up to like Presidents n***as thats in sports All this type of sh** as heroes They might look at motherf**in Muhammed Ali Yah know Sugar Ray Leanord, Mike Tyson, but me.. [Master P] Air Jordan ain't no motherf**in hero G My heroes is n***as in the ghetto that slang D That ride on chrome and triple gold and pimp hoes And take any n***a in the click to the Super Bowl And party like it ain't nothin But most of my homies they done died over drug money Like Bizzy Bob and Sam Scully but I still love em Air full of motherf**er and I still wanna hug em Big Dave, my n***a gone to the battle field Dandon and Levi, damn guard ya grill Cuz where ya goin you gotta watch your back Judge, god damn another n***a didn't make it back (Mr.C) My lil brother Kevin Miller rest in peace Elbraud, Nextditch, and Big Leaf Lil Girl, and Boo, and Anguard Big Pepper, God damn what yall thinkin about They gone, I mean they soldiers But thats the type of k**as that i live up and hold to Like Joe Jackson, Lil Emmo Randy,Sir Pat, God damn It get bigger, the list go longer I could start from New Orleans and go back to California To lil Tony,to dime P Seritz,Burnell,can't believe That he's gone, the Scarface Dank,Loot,and Meathead And what about Kenny Sep And all my n***as that dead and gone that got caught in the rep And my other heroes still livin But they locked up behind bars, caught up with some pigeons Like my lil cousin Jimmy,lil Horgel Randall,Marlow,Pee Wee damn Another mission complete Took off the streets locked up by the police Meatball, and Nap, La Crowe Pac, jinte, the gats go pow But my homies got caught up Even though they had no way out the ghetto but the come up Off the streets in the hood money Thats why my heroes live for drug money [Chorus x4] My Ghetto Heroes I watched em live fast, I watched em die slow [Skull Duggery] What you mean I need a hero A hero is a zero to me The only hero that I know is them n***as in my hood G They gave me the game so I enhanced the gat Than I took the game, and ripped it out the frame I tried to told ya A hero can't be ya lucky rabbit's foot or ya 4-leaf clover It all be a myth in ya mind A hero ain't about sh** if they ain't about dying You know who was a hero to me That n***a MoXs on the Howard J G [Master P] And yall other n***as thats still livin That wanna be a hero but can't be givin Yo life up for these streets But this goin out to my homies out there slangin D That still hustlin in the game tryin to make it But yall n***as better realize you can't fake it You either in or out ain't no halfway in Cuz when you die in the end you go to the pen And its realer than you real n***as feel me This for my n***as that are heroes in my hood G