Ghetto Filmography

• Dubplate Drama
  2005, role: actor , character name: Himself

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Ghetto - Joan Baez
• Ghetto - Snoop Dogg
• Ghetto - Akon
• Ghetto - Fabolous
• Ghetto - Kelly Rowland
• Ghetto - P.O.D.
• Ghetto - Leatherface
• Ghetto - Ace Hood
• Ghetto - Dream
• Ghetto - India.Arie
• Ghetto - TQ
• Ghetto - Sean Kingston
• Ghetto - Obie Trice
• Ghetto - India Arie
• Ghetto - Dizzee Rascal
• Ghetto - Jermaine Dupri
• Ghetto - Karl Wolf
• Ghetto - The-dream
• Ghetto - Dayton Family
• Ghetto - Tha Eastsidaz
• Ghetto - Sticky Fingaz
• Ghetto - East 17
• Ghetto - J. Holiday
• Ghetto - RL
• Ghetto - Big Noyd
• Ghetto - Supreme Beings Of Leisure
• Ghetto - Sticky Icky
• Ghetto - Madd Rapper
• Ghetto - Playaz Circle
• Ghetto - Sunshine
• Ghetto - Mz. Champagne
• Ghetto - King Trill
• Ghetto - Hash
• Ghetto - Leela James
• Ghetto - Eric Crawley

If you ever lived in a ghetto
And maybe at the close of your day
On your front porch you hear the sound of a jukebox
From the neighborhood cafe
Well, in the noon you may hear the neighbors fussing
When a kid breaks a window-pane
In the night, in the night you may be wakened
By the outbound train
Well, the rich folks they own the big city
And they down us who living the way we do
But when you're born a child of a poor man
You know the ghetto is the only place for you
Well, if there's such a thing as revolution
And there will be if we rise to the call
When we build, we build, we build, we build the new Jerusalem
There won't be no more ghetto, ghetto at all

HOOK: Kokane and Nate Dogg
I was born... coming up from the ghetto
Where the OG's never let go
This is somethin I had to know
Had to be real sneaky
Watched niggas that tried to creep on me
Stay away from the ones that's sheisty
That's what my momma always told me
When ya livin on the eastside, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
I never knew what my life would be, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
I'll show what I'm talkin bout, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
When ya comin from the eastside, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
I see you takin bills
[Kam]
I'm ready to ride, ready to roll
Ay check this mack I bet you're boyfriend aint knowin
That I'm steadily blowin your back out
Watch me track out on these niggas and bounce out on these hoes
Get at em like quot;what's up trick quot; you know how it goes
It's Friday night, the club is about to close
And I was lookin fabulous
So I, got up to stretch 'bout to catch me one of these stragglers
True eastside dogs, and we barkin not simpin
Yo holmes 'bout that time to start this parking lot pimpin
I keep that thang, huh, posted in the same spot
Nothin but my khaki shorts, house shoes, boxers and my suede shine
I'm from the home of the riots
That's before the peace died but I'm still hollin out eastside
[Goldie Loc]
Uhh, what y'all busters gon do
When the pimps, bangers, and hustlers smash on you
It aint about who's sellin the most caine
Put us all together nigga see you run thangs
If you can't hang, stay the fuck out the kitchen
Bitch I'm ghetto fabbed out, so fuck politickin
Waitin for a chance and the shit it never happened
Time is money, and when you get it keep it clackin
All you hear is, with my two inch twist
I keep the goodyear grip, so the dubs don't slip
If you want my claims, I think you besta make a change
So close your eyes when I let my back end hang
I ride til the motherfucking wheels fall off
Domie's got daytons, Goldie's got daytons
[Tray Deee]
All burnt to the turf up in a goddamn fool
Old school motherfucker breakin jaws and rules
Choose to bang, who's to blame but myself and the set
All my peers through the years steady gettin it whet
Give me a rep, that's what I wanted most in my life
Did it all like a hawk, so I'm totin my stripes
Will I quit it, I'm comitted til the day I drop
Slangin rocks, sprayin shots, sayin fuck the cops
Locked up in the Chevy and my switches is hot
Gave em pain as I swang on the bitches I sopt
Bandanna on the antenna swangin and ridin
Eastsidin, ghetto life is invitin
[Snoop Dogg]
Me and my brother had to walk to school
I used to get him he downposed for joe cool
A couple of dickies, with some quarter sacks
Damn cuz I can't believe my kinfolk gave me that
Had a nigga lookin G'd up
With the scarf on my head, stealin sheets on my bed
I seen baloney sandwiches without no motherfuckin bread
I stole a pack of chips with the big homie Fred
Now we sippin on some kool aid
I got suspended from school for cussin out the teacher's aid
And now I'm bout to get a whoopin, but you know I'm steady woofin
On the side where they ride the most
Eastside is the beach, westside is the coast
And we ghetto like a motherfuckin hot buttered toast
In the mornin with some government cheese (government cheese)
We keep it ghetto like a nigga shootin dice on his knees
Get your money first rule number one, hello
Livin it up is livin life in the ghetto
HOOK

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto we livin'
These streets remind me of quicksand
When your on it you'll keep goin' down
And there's no one to hold on too
And there's no one to pull you out you keep on fallin'
And no one can here you callin'
So you end up self destructing
On the corner with the tuli on the waist line
Just got outta the bing doin' state time
Teeth marks on my back from the K9
Dark memories of when there was no sunshine
'Cause they said that I wouldn't make it I remember like yesterday
Holdin' on to what God gave me
'Cause that's the life when your
Living in the
(Ghetto)
And eating in the
(Ghetto)
Or sleeping in the
(Ghetto, ghetto)
That's the life when your
Living in the
(Ghetto)
And eating in the
(Ghetto)
Or sleeping in the
(Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
No need to cherish luxuries 'cause everythin' come and go
Even the life that you have is borrowed
'Cause your not promised tomorrow
So live your life as if everyday's goin' be your last
Once you move forward can't go back
Best prepare to remove your past
'Cause ya gotta be willin' to pray
Yes there gotta be there gotta be a better way
Yes ya gotta be willing to pray
'Cause there gotta be there gotta be a better day
Whoever said that the struggle would stop today
A lot of niggas dead or locked away
Teenage women growin' up with AID's
'Cause that's the life when your
Living in the
(Ghetto)
And eatin' in the
(Ghetto)
Or sleepin' in the
(Ghetto, ghetto)
That's the life when your
Livin' in the
(Ghetto)
And eatin' in the
(Ghetto)
Or sleepin' in the
(Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Gun shots every night in the
(Ghetto)
Crooked cops on sight in the
(Ghetto)
Everyday is a fight in the
(Ghetto)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
(Ghetto)
Got kids to feed in the
(Ghetto)
Sellin' coke and weed in the
(Ghetto)
Everyday somebody bleedin' in the
(Ghetto)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
(Ghetto)
'Cuz that's the life when your
Livin' in the
(Ghetto)
We livin' by the
(Ghetto)
And eatin' in the
(Ghetto, ghetto)
'Cuz that's the life your
Livin' in the
(Ghetto)
And sleepin' by the
(Ghetto)
Livin' in the

From hood to hood they see what's hood
And know who I be! uh!
I got the Yankee leaning, just sittin over to browse
And the G4 is just getting over the clouds
You can't tell me that I ain't what's up right now
I got a bottle of Tequila upside down
There's some chicks wit boyfriends that are up tight now
Cause they know the big 'dog' had a 'pups' like wow
I'm stuck in my city ways
Heading over seas wit a zip of New York City's haze
You rats can keep running through your city's maze
Until you get sprayed with the pesticide
I know you in that hole, you best to hide
Like the rest who tried, who went and testified
Of course your girl wanna slide over and be rubbed
And don't mind taking rides over the G dubs
I ride Rovers on Spre-dubs
Please don't be another dude who died over a ski dub, chill
From hood to hood they see what's hood and know who I be
From block to block they see it, not can't know who I be
From state to state they cannot hate, they know who I be
From the east to west, through the midwest and downsouth it's Ghetto!
(It's Ghetto-oh!) It's Ghetto! (It's Ghetto-oh!) It's Ghetto!
(It's Ghetto-oh!) It's Ghetto! (It's Ghetto-ohh!) It's Ghetto!
I get it jumping like a lo lo '64
And bet they hop on it like a pogo stick pro
I'm chilling wit these go go chicks though
That do the kind of things that belong in a porno flick yo
You know it's him and the gang
Wit the bling worked on, that remind you of lemon meringue
But remember the thangs, ain't too far
And y'all wanna hear em go bang bang bang
Like John Witherspoon, I'm watching em closely
I know the snakes gon' slither soon
The two toned Maybach's getting delivered soon
The back feels like sitting in the living room
I'm so hard bodied like the suit on Batman
It's that man that back to back plat' scan
I'm back for the third time, I make words rhyme for a living
You probably heard I'm still ghetto, nigga!
They tried to put two 9's on me, just like Gretzky
But my lawyer saw through it just like wet tees
I smoke till my eyes look just like Jet Li's
On islands where the water's blue just like Pepsi
Yeah the trigger just might get squeezed
And the slugs will skip over your waves, just like jet skis
Hoes know Ghetto from New York, call em the Fresh Prince
And throw rose petals when I walk
They love how I came back hard like good blow
And I'm still a heart throb to a hood ho
That's what hood though, yes I would know
That's cause I'm in the streets like man hole covers
Rims look like blades when a fan blow brother
I'm waiting on a storm to land, roast others
The man no other, cause I been in it
My time is money, y'all couldn't buy ten minutes

Rock your Timbs, sag your jeans
Ice your grill, it's all good with me
Twenty-fours, big four doors
Ain't no doubt, I'm down to roll
I love it
The way you talk to me
Love it
And your walk is mean
Love it
You know how I like it baby
Ghetto, so ghetto
That's how my baby roll (that's where I'm from)
And that's how they really know
He's ghetto, so ghetto
That's where my baby from
And that's how we be gettin it done
So ghetto
Hit your block, check your spot
If the block is hot, lay up in the spot (baby)
Roll your dice, get your cash
I'm a down shawty, you ain't gotta ask
I love it
Cause you keep me fitted
Love it
Let me be your lover
Love it
Baby all I want is that
Ghetto
Ghetto, so ghetto
That's how my baby roll (that's where I'm from)
And that's how they really know
He's ghetto, so ghetto
That's where my baby from
And that's how we be gettin it done
So ghetto
I love it
Cause you keep me fitted
Love it
Let me be your lover
Love it
Baby all I want is that

I believe that this world believes in love
We might never really agree
On anything about the lives we live
Between you and me. So differently.
We don't always see things the same
We should agree to disagree
If we meet at love we can work it out
I believe you and I will overcome
I believe you and I believe in love
Whether you think I'm so confused
Or if you feel the way I do
So don't give in to this hate within
Living in this world of pain
Don't let it bring you down
The world is a ghetto
I believe that this world believes in love

As the snow flies on a cold and gray Chicago morning
Poor little baby child is born in the ghetto
His mama cries for if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto
And people don't you understand the child needs a helping hand
He's going to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me are we too blind to see
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
Well the world turns and a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows in the ghetto
And his hunger burns he starts to roam the street at night
He learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto
Then one night in desperation the young man breaks away
He buys a gun steals a car he tries to run
But he won't get far and his mama cries
As the crowd gathers round the angry young man
Face down in the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto
As her young man dies on a cold and grey Chicago morning

(feat. Dre)
[Chorus: Dre]
Leave my heart to the ghetto, rubberbands stuffed all in up, o yeahhh, o yeahh.
Get money (get money), dats the motto, hustle allday then we do the shit tommorrow,
I'm in the ghetto (ghetto), I'm in the ghetto (ghetto), gotta get it (gotta get it) dats the motto, live for today you might never see tommorow, I'm in the ghetto (ghetto), I'm in the ghetto (ghetto),
[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
See I went straight to the pros who done done it like me, breakup the flow now they holla "he a beast", from the city where there's killas & dealas & street beef, and them crackas on the corner every avenue and place, and my homies servin hard cause they livin by the day, see I do it for my family and hustled by the way, now I'm back up on the block ya see I'm cooler than them othas, certified colored sneakas, keep a fitted for the club, when I step out on the scene all dem hoes be showin love, they know that I'm the dude that be ringin thru the block, ace, ace, ace, ace, yeah fool heard it rite, I done been down to the bottom now I'm bound to see the top, my hood.
[Chorus x2: Dre]
[Hook: Dre]
You gotta love ya hood, you need to love your projects, ay get me, get me.
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
I gotem, a couple triple beams, about an ounce of bakin soda, I got dat revenue dats hittin colda than sammie sosa, (incomprehensible)
Ya see growin up I seen alotta things I wern't supposed, so growin up I lost alotta people that were closa, dats why I stay up on my grind and only roll with soldiers, I hit the block and serve em everything away from soda, don't fuck with out the soda, sellin coke with out the cola, my clientel is strictly rock you can tell it by the odor, I keep that nino with the mac hid underneath the sofa, so if you ridin slngin tricks I suggest a coma, dem pussy niggaz want me dead so I suggest and dopa.
[Chorus x2: Dre]
[Hook: Dre]
[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Yeah I wake up in the ghetto tryin dream a couple mill, I'm forced to get, momma shootin up and poppin pills,
Daddy on the porch with no remorse he sittin still, this be the city that never pity they would rather kill, I wipe my eyes and check my clientel who by yaself, I grab the pots and bakin soda yeah dat odor smell, dis be the hood I got connections like a phone cable, so watch where you work cause a mistake can be fatal, cause crakas searchin for dat person tho I'm undertable, can't find no witness, fuck dem snitches, dat get snitches popped, another day just talkin on the block, with a million on my glock, and a half off in my sock.
[Chorus x2: Dre]

Rolly on my arm
Let me get my swagger back
Jesus on my charm
Amen to that
Laid-back
In the maybach
57' or 62'
Floating down the coast
In the heli
Shorty that's what I do
I'm getting stacks of this
On accident
My daughters five
What that mean
My daughters daughter
Is already rich
I'm getting' evolved
Quit playing simp
I'm simply pippin' record labels
Ni**ga look at my limp
She said she miss riding it
I say I miss her on me holding it down
I certainly miss how she grinds it
And she said she miss having me around
She's all up on me singing my songs
And it feels like I'm fucking my fan
And screaming don't let go
Baby you already know
Climaxing on my hand
She running it back working it
Like you don't understand
Mr. Yea yea yea
She want that old thing back
That ride it like up on it
That get up in the morning
And then put it on me she so horney
She want that old thing back
That mm hmm give me some
Rock it shit that rocket ship
Don't stop until I'm done
She want that ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
She want that ghetto
She need that ghetto
That ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
And she want that ghetto
She need that ghetto
She want that ghetto
The ghetto ghetto
The mm hmm ghetto
Uhh she said dream do it to me like this
Why can't you do it to me like that
For the last 48 months you can't front
I put that ass on the map
See I created this sound
Yes sir I shut it down
There's only one number one
These other ni**as are my sons
And you can never be be like me
And you can never do it do it like me
Ain't none of these ni**as seeing me
Ain't none of these ni**as repeating me
Ain't none of these ni**as defeating me
Unless get me to merk myself
I just merk myself
She want that old thing back
That ride it like up on it
That get up in the morning
And then put it on me she so horney
She want that old thing back
That mm hmm give me some
Rock it shit that rocket ship
Don't stop until I'm done
She want that ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
She want that ghetto
She need that ghetto
That ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
And she want that ghetto
She need that ghetto
She want that ghetto
The ghetto ghetto
The mm hmm ghetto
Real ni**a on the wish list
Used to blow me off
Now she trying to blow me kisses
Walked into the room
Tell how could I miss it miss it
Girl you working like you need assistance
A tippin'
Girl you working like you need a pension
Bend that thang over
Let a ni**a get a pinch in
Rich ni**a shit
I could put you on a boat
Popping champagne
Now you're looking like it's big pimpin' pimpin'
I work all day
Fuck all night
Fixing to make you cuss all night
Shit fuck damn
Let me know I do it right
Pussy so good I'm a have to do it twice
Bend over let a real ni**a taste that
Fuck around and need a placemat
See my call log
A ni**a had to erase that
Sending me a text
Smiley face chat saying that
Wanna show you how much
Try appreciate you
So you how much I'm dedicated to you
Wanna show you how much
I will forever be true
Wanna show you how much
Have a ni**a feeling good
Wanna show you how much
How much you're understood
Wanna show you how much
I value what you say
Not only are you loyal
You're patient with me babe
Wanna show you how much
I care about your heart
Show you how much
I don't like like being apart
Wanna show ya show ya show ya
Till your hearing me
Keep it how it is
So we can never say how it used to be
Loving you
Is all that's on my mind
And I can't help but to think about you
Day and night boo
After this nobu it's me and you
Baby dance for me
Baby dance for me
Baby put that body on my body
Whip that shit like my ferrari

There are places in Havannah,
That remind me of Savannah.
Parts of West Virgina,
That might as well be Kenya.
Parts of New York City,
Parts of Mississippi.
Parts of Tennessee,
Look like another world to me.
Chorus
Oh, oh oh, Ghetto-o-o-o,
Might as well be another country.
Barrio-o-o-o,
Might as well be another country.
When you look around,
You live in another country too (too).
To be hungry in L.A.
Is just like starving in Bombay.
Homeless in Moracco,
Is a shelter in Chicago.
Right around the corner,
Just down the road.
Right before your eyes,
Right under your nose.
Chorus
Hey, the ghetto-o-o-o
Might as well be another country.
Barrio-o-o-o,
Might as well be another country.
When you look around,
You live in another country too (too).
Now the dictionary says,
That the ghetto is a place
Of minority, and poverty, and over population.
We live on this earth together,
Ain’t no separation.
When you’re looking down,
From outer space.
We’re just a human race and the world is a
Chorus
Ghetto-o-o-o,
Listen every place and every country.
Barrio-o-o-o,
It’s in every place and every country.
When you look around,
Do you see your brother when you
Look around?
It’s a small world after all.
Look around,
You live in another country too.
(ghetto) Jamaica is a ghetto
(ghetto) Japan is a ghetto
(ghetto) America’s a ghetto
(ghetto) Slovakia’s a ghetto
(ghetto) South Africa’s a ghetto
(ghetto) Brazil is a ghetto

G-H-E-T-T-O
This is how you start one
Where you started from
On a mission to check
No doubt, got that
I need a couple of minutes to bring the thought back
Got that
I never let another mothafucka
Tell me what to slang about
Especially when my only intention
Is to tell you what I'm thinkin' now
Sang a song to tell you about hustlin'
Another one to tell you 'bout the Lord
My duty is to give 'em something funky
That's the only thing I do it for
And I can't tell you 'bout shit I don't know shit about
Go on, holla, scream it loud
The only thing I'm all about
I got that G-H-E-T-T-O
Take all of my niggas everywhere I go
In the green Range Rover, or the Lex to go
With my Iceburgs rollin' the flow
My people are G-H-E-T-T-O
And we don't give a fuck if everybody know
Cuz I'm (na na na) baby that's for sure
Take the bullshit back to the store
I got the G-H-E-T-T-O
Do it for the figgas, magazines and videos
If you wanna find another nigga
This one do it for the soul
Always used to dream of gettin' bigger
Only for my people
That's why I'm always checkin' fake niggas
On forgettin' where they came from
And I can't tell you 'bout shit I don't know shit about
Go on, holla, scream it loud
The only thing I'm all about
I got that G-H-E-T-T-O
Take all of my niggas everywhere I go
In the green Range Rover, or the Lex to go
With my Iceburgs rollin' the flow
My people are G-H-E-T-T-O
And we don't give a fuck if everybody know
Cuz I'm
baby that's for sure
Take the bullshit back to the store
I got the G-H-E-T-T-O
Made me believe in the hustle
Told me to get my money
Weed gon' be my muscle
Well here we go now
In my neighborhood, eastside Compton California
My homies all like to spend the night under lights
Streamin' dice and fight
So this nigga just happen to write about it
Make a point to spit flames at the names who disrespect the game
I was a down ass youngster and I'm still the same
And I can see right through you niggas
Before the fame and TV, you was a real nigga just like me
On my block, I ain't never seen a nigga wear high heeled shoes
I ain't never seen a nigga dance with no groom
I ain't never seen a nigga get his hair all bleached
And if he did, he'd get his ass beat for bein' a punk nigga
I got that G-H-E-T-T-O
Take all of my niggas everywhere I go
In the green Range Rover, or the Lex to go
With my Iceburgs rollin' the flow
My people are G-H-E-T-T-O
And we don't give a fuck if everybody know
Cuz I'm
baby that's for sure
Take the bullshit back to the store
I got the G-H-E-T-T-O
I got that G-H-E-T-T-O
Take all of my niggas everywhere I go
In the green Range Rover, or the Lex to go
With my Iceburgs rollin' the flow
My people are G-H-E-T-T-O
And we don't give a fuck if everybody know
Cuz I'm
baby that's for sure
Take the bullshit back to the store
I got the G-H-E-T-T-O
I got me a (Ghetto)
Ghetto
From the Ghetto
Ghetto
From the Ghetto
Ghetto
From the Ghetto
Ghetto

Kingston, Kingston, Kingston
I see them coming from afar
I got my eyes open I'm ready for war
When I fight mon' they know who we are
A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through
I see them coming from afar
The vision thinks that I'm gonna get a scar
When I fight mon' they know who we are
A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through
My mom is my hero
Two three nine zero
Doctor was looking at us talk
From then I've been strictly on a mission
I got twenty-twenty vision
All the haters I can spot them from far
I'm sure
Jamacains on slash date
Probably representin' and bringing it home
After I sing my songs
I duck trouble but it keep on lurkin'
Things going to well the devil start workin
I see them coming from afar
I got my eyes open tough luck for ya'll
Crush, Crush the wall
I'm still a young boy that drive all the grown folks right up the wall
I'm aware of the snakes cause they near
They plottin' to get me
I'm watching my peers
Bout time in a million
It's close man i swear
I feel it in the air and i'm order for them
I see them coming from afar
I got my eyes open I'm ready for war
When I fight mon' they know who we are
A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through
I see them coming from afar
The vision thinks that I'm gonna get a scar
When I fight mon' they know who we are
A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through
I'm what it is i'm Macdola hype with a game to back
Spitting a big ticket number one in the track
Ease along, baby say ease the bar
My b's the door
Bout to take the game by storm
The one and only
Haters got nothing on me
I can feel the vibe
I see it in their eyes
They praying for my demise
They don't want to see me blow yo
Rather see me low low
Or I be on the floor yo
But no yo
I'm pull through this game of tug o' war
What you fellas fussing for
Maybe cause i'm grubbing more
Not unless i'm paying my dues
Don't hate me
A little hard work will get you here too
I got next, better yet i got now
Everybody got faith and yelling cause my hot style
86 the bullshit they don't want me hostile
I'ma reign supreme until the day I drop down
I see them coming from afar
I got my eyes open I'm ready for war
When I fight mon' they know who we are
A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through
I see them coming from afar
The vision thinks that I'm gonna get a scar
When I fight mon' they know who we are
A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through
Kingston
I see them coming from afar
I got my eyes open I'm ready for war
When I fight mon' they know who we are
A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through
I see them coming from afar
The vision thinks that I'm gonna get a scar
When I fight mon' they know who we are
A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through
Kingston
I see them coming from afar
I got my eyes open I'm ready for war
When I fight mon' they know who we are
A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through
I see them coming from afar
The vision thinks that I'm gonna get a scar
When I fight mon' they know who we are
A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through

Whoooo
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
I'm from the motherfucking slums where the cops don't come
Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run
You ain't shit without no gun
In the ghetto (ghetto)
Ghetto (ghetto)
I'm from where diapers full of feces
We's endangered species
Bodies lay in traffic, that's right, where the streets be
You ain't seen nothing this obscene from no TV
You would have to be me to feel what Obie's speaking
Bodies leak like steel pipes, it's real creepy
Ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha, Jason Vorhee's
You're boring me with your story, I'm a Detroitee
Craft took my mind so the craft exploits me
I got no pot to piss in, en route to prison
You don't want it with us nigga, we strapped with nitroglicerin
Our ambitions is some riders, thriving off poor decisions
A blessing nigga still living, still pimping, still visions of
Sitting in that foreign whip, whipping up cola take a lick
To my tongue, numb from the shit
My nuts hung since I was a young one
And that's just the slum fuck of it
I'm pumped daddy gone but, gun in my palm
My momma can't save me her gender is wrong
On my own in this jungle that niggaz call home
What? His momma died from a lump in her D cup
Police freeze 'em up for serving these glucks
It's like a habitual situation, we stuck
The ritual is for niggaz to grab they nuts
And just soak all this bullshit up, where I'm from?
I'm from real bridge cause, for niggaz living hard
Welfare scarers just most chicks'll buy them broad
Pimping the government cause government pimping us
Rather see 'em suffering then niggaz live it up
Cause you ain't heard? Bird got birds
But the nigga got murd' cause niggaz felt he ain't deserve
What he was worth, he ain't a real nigga from the turf
He was birth with money, that's why they left him bloody
I'm from the streets where most these niggaz nutty
I adapt to em, I'm exactly in tuned with 'em
Strapped with the Mac that extract flesh from humans
Home sweet home, better known as The Ruins

There are places in Havannah,
That remind me of Savannah.
Parts of West Virgina,
That might as well be Kenya.
Parts of New York City,
Parts of Mississippi.
Parts of Tennessee,
Look like another world to me.
Chorus
Oh, oh oh, Ghetto-o-o-o,
Might as well be another country.
Barrio-o-o-o,
Might as well be another country.
When you look around,
You live in another country too (too).
To be hungry in L.A.
Is just like starving in Bombay.
Homeless in Moracco,
Is a shelter in Chicago.
Right around the corner,
Just down the road.
Right before your eyes,
Right under your nose.
Chorus
Hey, the ghetto-o-o-o
Might as well be another country.
Barrio-o-o-o,
Might as well be another country.
When you look around,
You live in another country too (too).
Now the dictionary says,
That the ghetto is a place
Of minority, and poverty, and over population.
We live on this earth together,
Ain't no separation.
When you're looking down,
From outer space.
We're just a human race and the world is a
Chorus
Ghetto-o-o-o,
Listen every place and every country.
Barrio-o-o-o,
It's in every place and every country.
When you look around,
Do you see your brother when you
Look around?
It's a small world after all.
Look around,
You live in another country too.
(Ghetto) Jamaica is a ghetto
(Ghetto) Japan is a ghetto
(Ghetto) America's a ghetto
(Ghetto) Slovakia's a ghetto
(Ghetto) South Africa's a ghetto
(Ghetto) Brazil is a ghetto
(Ghetto) Israel is a gheto

One, two.. straight up.
Attack foots, attack monster.
Mtv in the building,
Check it.
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O please dont act like you dont know
I stay called up when I roll,
I'm alot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O hot and still my heart is cold,
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go.
Dont give a damn whos got all that
Dont give a damn whos got whos back
Dont give a damn about no loose chat
I'm a bad boy and im all that
Dont give a damn who thinks there hot
I can tell whos real and whos not
Dont give a damn what tools you got
Sword in ma trousers who wants what
Dont give a damn about bars and clubs
Dont give a damn if you know thugs
Dont give a damn if you sell drugs
Dont give a damns if you are sluts
Dont give a damn how street you are
Dont give a damn how cheap you are
Dont give a damn how deep you are
I'll show you what a chief you are
Coz
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O please dont act like you dont know
I stay called up when I roll,
I'm alot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O hot and still my heart is cold,
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go.
Stand up tall, you fool,
I'm blessed almighty like sunday school
Cold like winter, not cool
Flexed like seamen, im on the ball
So many others with material
How many flex like dizzee rascal
Dont follow any rule, not at all
Keep my eyes wide open clock it all
Cant stop me dont watch me
Black faced cockney, ever so cocky
Trust me, I'm a hustler, dont knock me,
Dont back down, easy step properly
Broad daylight robbery
Ive been a thug, mc's dont bother me
Done with the snobbery
Neighbourhood nuscience
These bros aint forgotten me
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O please dont act like you dont know
I stay called up when I roll,
I'm alot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O hot and still my heart is cold,
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go.
I like to move it move it
You want me, prove it
You got a problem dont excuse it
You got a 9mm, its a parogative
Use it, your got a temper, lose it
If not just bounce to the music
Thats a better dress anyway choose it
Coz you know that you cant refuse it
Watch the beat how I bruise it
What I like,well nod your head stupid
I ain cupid, no love lost
I get paid at the end what ever the cost
I'm the boss, still work for me
Dont stand lookin pretty like kate moss
Put your hands up like you aint got a choice
I bet you know im gunna get my point across
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O please dont act like you dont know
I stay called up when I roll,
I'm alot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O hot and still my heart is cold,
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go.
Highly fasionable, irrational, international,
Kill the classical, love theatrical, tactical
Keep coming with your hits
Ive smacked them all
I'm not wasteful, im tasteful
Untraceble, but irreplacable
And I aint peaceful,i'm leaful
Entertain for all, but unattainable
No ones door mat,i'll die before that
Ignore that, a war before that,
I'm sure that, I got the game
Ill lock keep score of that
Dizzee rascal on the footsy format
Im gunna go ride with the mahaga
These fake mc's gotta try that
There really on my level with spider
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O please dont act like you dont know
I stay called up when I roll,
I'm alot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O hot and still my heart is cold,
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go

right now
i gotta rep. where im from
north south
yeah
ghetto
minneapolis ghetto
im from da ghetto
you know how we do it
for my people down south wit gold in their mouth
for my people out east with the key in the couch
for my people out west who be bangin it out
we ghetto (ghetto) ghetto (ghetto)
for all my ladies that got air brush on they nails
a little fire on sunday, on his cell
smoke a little weed say its good for they health
we ghetto (ghetto) ghetto (ghetto)
i didn't always have the sex
i didn't always have the crib
i gotta rep where im from
even though i live where i live
back when i was a kid
how the city used to give
momma money for groceries
credit cards and G's
and vouchers for everything
No matter how far I've come
I still represent where I'm from
I'm ghetto
for my people down south wit gold in their mouth
for my people out east with the key in the couch
for my people out west who be bangin it out
we ghetto (ghetto) ghetto (ghetto)
for all my ladies that got air brush on they nails
a little fire on sunday, on his cell
smoke a little weed say its good for they health

chorus
she's so ghetto
that's why i am into her
she will fight for me
give her love for me
she will bring me back into her world
she is ghetto
i think i feel her swag so bad
what we got is a ghetto ghetto love
(repeat)
i am looking at the sexy girl from a distance
she is so .. let me tell you
that thing let me tell you
then i take her to the parking lot
jumping into my car and straight to my spot
but she started to fight as we step out to the club
only cause the .. tried to give me a little hug
chorus
(repeats all)
for the ghetto
for the ghetto love
for the ghetto

[Intro:]
Rolly on my arm, let me get my swagga back
Jesus on my charm, Amen to that
Laid back in the Maybach 57 or 62
Floating down the coast in the helicopter
Shawty, that's what I do, I'm gettin stacks of this on accident
My daughter's 5, what's that mean?
My daughter's daughter is already rich
I'm gettin' evolved, quit playing simp
I'm simply pimping record labels, nigga look at my limp
[The Dream:]
She says she missed riding it
I say I miss her on me, holdin it down
I certainly miss how she grind's it
And she says she miss havin' me around
She all up on me singin' my songs
And it feel like I'm fuckin' my fan
And screamin' "don't let go! Baby you already know"
Climaxing, hold my hand, she runnin it back, workin it
Like you don't understand
(Mr, she sayin', she singin')
She wants that old thing back
That ride it like up on it
That "get up in the morning and put it on me"
She's so horny, she wants that old thing back
That "mm-hmm, gimme some"
Rocket ship, that rocket ship
Don't stop until I'm done
[Hook:]
She wants that ghetto, ghetto and I got that ghetto
Ghetto, ghetto and I got that ghetto
Ghetto, ghetto and I got that ghetto
She want that Ghetto, she need that ghetto
That Ghetto, ghetto and I got that ghetto
Ghetto, ghetto, she want that ghetto
She need that ghetto, she want that ghetto
Ghetto, ghetto, that mm-hmm ghetto
[The Dream:]
She said "Dream do it to me like this
Why can't you do it to me like that? "
For the last 48 months, you can't front I put that ass on the map
I created this sound, yes sir I shut it down
There's only one number 1
These other niggas are my sons
And you can never be be like me, you can never do it do it like me
Ain't none of these niggas seeing me
Ain't none of these niggas repeating me
Ain't none of these niggas defeating me
Unless they get me to murk myself...
I just murk myself
She wants that old thing back
That ride it like up on it
That "get up in the morning and put it on me"
She's so horny, she wants that old thing back
That "mm-hmm, gimme some"
Rocket ship, that rocket ship don't stop til I'm done
[Hook]
[Big Sean:]
Real niggas on the wishlist, used to blow me off
Now she tryna blow me kisses
Walk in to the room, tell me how couldn't I miss it?
Girl, you working like you need assistance, tipping
Girl you workin like you need a pension
Bend that thang over, let a nigga pinch it
Rich nigga shit: I could put you on a boat
Popping champagne, now you look like it's Big Pimpin
I work all day, fuck all night, finna make you cuss all night
"Shit fuck damn! " lemme know I do it right
Pussy so good I'm a have to do it twice
Bend over let a real nigga taste that
Fuck around, need a placemat
See my call log, a nigga has to erase that
Send me a text, smiley face chat saying:
(She wnat that old thing back)
Wanna show you how much I appreciate you
Wanna show you how much I'm dedicated to you
Wanna show you how much I will forever be true
Wanna show you how much have a nigga feeling good
Wanna show you how much how much you're understood
Wanna show you how much I value what you say
Not only are you loyal, you're patient with me, baby
Wanna show you how much I care about your heart
Wanna show you how much I don't like being apart
Wanna show you, show you, show you til you're hearing me

They say I'm a ghetto man, they call me a ghetto bastard
They say I'm a dope dealer, they say I'm a money snatcher
They call me a ghetto thug, I'm livin the ghetto life
I'm stuck with my ghetto kids, so I married a ghetto wife
I got no education, I'm workin the ghetto job
I live on the ghetto streets, so I run with the ghetto mob
They give me a ghetto check, three dollars that's no respect
Not enough to survive, so I break me a ghetto neck
I pop me a ghetto shot, down on the ghetto block
Front page of the newspaper, fiend dies over ghetto rock
I'm tired of the ghetto noise, ghetto girls ghetto boys
Hand me a shotgun, cause them are my ghetto toys
This ghetto mentality, I live in a ghetto town
Bang to the boogie boom, lets fight to our ghetto sound
They taught me the tricks and trades, I'm stuck in my ghetto ways
That's why hypocrites are all sayin these are the ghetto days
I? to a ghetto rock, I'm stopped by a ghetto cop
A young girl get pregnant, cause she was brought ghetto hot
I roll with the ghetto game, I'm kickin the ghetto slang
They gave me a ghetto name, cause its a ghetto thang
Chorus: (Repeat 4X)
And the ghetto is no joke
They got me thinkin, how can a brother get away
They say I'm a ghetto crook, I'm kickin the ghetto game
Ghetto babies die, damn that's a ghetto shame
Back to the ghetto days, and backed to the ghetto nights
Back to the ghetto lives, and back to the ghetto fights
Back to the ghetto ladies, and back to the ghetto men
Back to the ghetto churches, and back to the ghetto sins
Yes that's a ghetto thing, hit with a ghetto swing
If you don't know why I say it, than ask Mr. Rodney King
Cause down in Los Angeles, the ghetto is scandalous
than Uncle Toms, even they can't handle this
I go to a ghetto school, i'm keepin it ghetto cool
I pack me a ghetto tool, gonna kill me a ghetto fool
I walk on a ghetto floor, I shop at a ghetto store
How can I pay more, I can't afford it, I'm ghetto poor
I snort me some ghetto caine, it messed up my ghetto veins
But I don't even know why, (Why?) Cause its a ghetto thang
Chorus
I walk in the ghetto rain, my ghetto? gone insane
I need the ghetto bang, so I cop me some Nightrain
I'm down with my ghetto crime, I'm doin my ghetto time
It got me goin crazy, I'm out of my ghetto mind
I heard me a ghetto blast, straight to his ghetto head
Look in the newspaper, Backstabber is ghetto dead
This is the ghetto scene, but still I don't understand
That's the way it is, when you dealin with a ghetto man

[Feat. Kam, Kokane, Nate Dogg]
HOOK: Kokane and Nate Dogg
I was born... coming up from the ghetto
Where the OG's never let go
This is somethin I had to know
Had to be real sneaky
Watched niggas that tried to creep on me
Stay away from the ones that's sheisty
That's what my momma always told me
When ya livin on the eastside, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
I never knew what my life would be, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
I'll show what I'm talkin bout, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
When ya comin from the eastside, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto
I see you takin bills
[Kam]
I'm ready to ride, ready to roll
Ay check this mack I bet you're boyfriend aint knowin
That I'm steadily blowin your back out
Watch me track out on these niggas and bounce out on these hoes
Get at em like "what's up trick" you know how it goes
It's Friday night, the club is about to close
And I was lookin fabulous
So I, got up to stretch 'bout to catch me one of these stragglers
True eastside dogs, and we barkin not simpin
Yo holmes 'bout that time to start this parking lot pimpin
I keep that thang, huh, posted in the same spot
Nothin but my khaki shorts, house shoes, boxers and my suede shine
I'm from the home of the riots
That's before the peace died but I'm still hollin out eastside
[Goldie Loc]
Uhh, what y'all busters gon do
When the pimps, bangers, and hustlers smash on you
It aint about who's sellin the most caine
Put us all together nigga see you run thangs
If you can't hang, stay the fuck out the kitchen
Bitch I'm ghetto fabbed out, so fuck politickin
Waitin for a chance and the shit it never happened
Time is money, and when you get it keep it clackin
All you hear is, with my two inch twist
I keep the goodyear grip, so the dubs don't slip
If you want my claims, I think you besta make a change
So close your eyes when I let my back end hang
I ride til the motherfucking wheels fall off
Domie's got daytons, Goldie's got daytons
[Tray Deee]
All burnt to the turf up in a goddamn fool
Old school motherfucker breakin jaws and rules
Choose to bang, who's to blame but myself and the set
All my peers through the years steady gettin it whet
Give me a rep, that's what I wanted most in my life
Did it all like a hawk, so I'm totin my stripes
Will I quit it, I'm comitted til the day I drop
Slangin rocks, sprayin shots, sayin fuck the cops
Locked up in the Chevy and my switches is hot
Gave em pain as I swang on the bitches I sopt
Bandanna on the antenna swangin and ridin
Eastsidin, ghetto life is invitin
[Snoop Dogg]
Me and my brother had to walk to school
I used to get him he downposed for joe cool
A couple of dickies, with some quarter sacks
Damn cuz I can't believe my kinfolk gave me that
Had a nigga lookin G'd up
With the scarf on my head, stealin sheets on my bed
I seen baloney sandwiches without no motherfuckin bread
I stole a pack of chips with the big homie Fred
Now we sippin on some kool aid
I got suspended from school for cussin out the teacher's aid
And now I'm bout to get a whoopin, but you know I'm steady woofin
On the side where they ride the most
Eastside is the beach, westside is the coast
And we ghetto like a motherfuckin hot buttered toast
In the mornin with some government cheese (government cheese)
We keep it ghetto like a nigga shootin dice on his knees
Get your money first rule number one, hello
Livin it up is livin life in the ghetto

If your head is as big as Shamello's
If your bank is the check cashin' place
If you put on panty-hose instead of shavin' your legs
If you use grease that you used over and over again
If you only go to church on Easter and holidays
Then you ghetto, believe that
Can you be rich and be ghetto?
And just 'cause you poor, do that mean that you ghetto?
So people don't understand what it mean to be ghetto
And if you gonna ask then you probably never know
Bein' ghetto, it's just the things we do sometime
Like hangin' your clothes on the oven to dry
But you late, you gotta go and they ain't ready yet
You put 'em on anyway and rock 'em halfway wet
First you wear, then return everything you buy
Always lookin' for a discount 'til the day you die
Got three kids by three different guys
And all they need to give you is a Mai Tai and a shot
You know you ghetto when you use a wrench for a channel changer
No antenna, you gotta use a metal hanger
Drink from the container, put it back in the fridge
Knowin' damn well the shit was wrong you did
Put salt on your food before you even taste it
Get a doggy bag, ghetto niggaz ain't wastin' shit
You know you ghetto, no, you know you grimy
When you iron dirty pants 'til them shits get shiny
Can you be rich and be ghetto?
And just 'cause you poor, do that mean that you ghetto?
So people don't understand what it mean to be ghetto
And if you gonna ask then you probably never know
Can you be rich and be ghetto?
And just 'cause you poor, do that mean that you ghetto?
So people don't understand what it mean to be ghetto
And if you gonna ask then you probably never know
The ghetto's not a place, it don't matter what color you are
You could be white as chalk or as black as tar
And it really don't matter how much money you have
You can live on Fifth Ave. and be ghetto fab
You know you ghetto when your soap is the size of a chicklet
Run into the kitchen wet for dishwashin' liquid
The water cold 'cause they shut off all your power
You know you ghetto if you pee in the shower
No toilet paper, somebody used the last you had
No problem, just get a Daily News or a paper bag
Ball it up and crumble it, make it soft in your ass
But when you flush, the toilet always gets stopped up
And if you got the money, the landlord never get it
We never pay the rent, yo, we almost got evicted
If this shit is funny or offendin' you
Chances are, it's because you're ghetto too
Can you be rich and be ghetto?
And just 'cause you poor, do that mean that you ghetto?
So people don't understand what it mean to be ghetto
And if you gonna ask then you probably never know
Can you be rich and be ghetto?
And just 'cause you poor, do that mean that you ghetto?
So people don't understand what it mean to be ghetto
And if you gonna ask then you probably never know
Can you be rich and be ghetto
Can you be rich and be ghetto
Can you be rich and be ghetto
And if you gotta ask then you probably never know
Ghetto, East Coast is the ghetto
West Coast is the ghetto
South Side is the ghetto
Everywhere is the ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto

Ghetto love thang, makes my heart swing
(Ghetto booty come on)
From the street, a ghetto booty
She is seen around the way
Little cutey, a body so fine
Got me feening
I love it
But I know that she is the one for me
I love her
Let's spend our lives in harmony
She's my lover and she's my friend
I want to be with her 'til the very end
'Cause my life was filled with emptiness
She brings me joy
Let me do the rest

New day same thing, we got people in the streets
But the governmeny ain't doin' a damn thing, and all we investing in is
Hydro and liquor stores SS 4 doors and 24's
But where I'm from thats what we live for, the ghetto so
If you're livin in the ghetto and your feelin me
Let me hear you say OH,OH,OH
If you're sick and tired of the same thing
It's alright to say OH,OH,OH
Cuz you know the Po Po's the project and the old folk
That waht we see 24 in the ghetto, corner spots crack rocks and gun shots
Good time the bad times the same place with the sam rhymes
You need to stop waitin' round for the punch line
Cuz ain't nothin change but the time
Ain't nothing changed same place same thang, just a different day in the ghetto
I know cuz I been there on the same block in the same gear
Drinkin', smokin', wishin', hopin,
And if you're gettin sick and tired of the same thing
It's alright to say OH,OH,OH
If you're livin' in the ghetto and you're feelin me
Let me hear you say OH,OH,OH
Now what you know about the block after dark in the park
The holes in ya shoes makin holes in ya socks
Roaches in the kitchen wit no food for ya pots
Or ya hands on ya head gettin pressed by the cops
What you know about the hood when it's good when it ain't
Sittin in the stoop witcha weed and ya drank
With the old winos askin if you got change
But if you ask me ain't shit changed
I done seen plenty of cats get they ass knocked out
If you come round here better not run your mouth
I ain't never been a thug but I still get down
Shots to SE to uptoen
What you know about rent when it can't get paid
Ya can't get a coupe so you get a Chevrolet
And ya momma on her knees all she can do is pray

Intro - RL]
Right now, I gotta rep where I'm from
North side, yeah, ghetto
Minneapolis, ghetto
I'm from the, ghetto
You know how we do, yeah
[Chorus]
For my people down South with gold in their mouth
For my people out East with a key in the couch
For my people out West that be bangin' it out
We ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto (We)
For all my ladies that got airbrush on their nails (Ooh)
A little fire, roll some of that shit on themselves
Smoke a little weed and say it's good for their health
We ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto
[Verse 1 - Posta Boy]
You know you ghetto when you front wit ya two-way
And gotta wash in cold water for the next two days
Shot, he was a lil' nigga eatin' the grub
My house so packed somebody gotta sleep in the tub
On the block niggas talkin' about they bust their gats
But soon as the cops come niggas flush their crack
Why you stuntin' in the hood with a Mercedes Coupe
Still livin' with your mother, you a baby duke
You know all Harlem World and Minneapolis
Sittin' in the Caddilac we strap to this
Act straight it's the kid from the Tex
Posta, came to get it down wit the kid from Next
Black and white, America is like a raccoon
In my building the elevator is the bathroom
Ya'll know what the dizzeal, me and RizL
Real, recognize rizzeal
[Verse 2 - RL]
I didn't always have the six
I didn't always have the crib
So I gotta rep where I'm from
Even tho I live where I live
Back when I was a kid
How the city used to give
My momma money for groceries,
Brown cartons of cheese
And vouchers for everything
Yeah
No matter how far I've come
I'll still represent where I'm from
I'm ghetto
[Chorus]
For my people down South with gold in their mouth
For my people out East with a key in the couch (Yea, yea, yea)
For my people out West that be bangin' it out
We ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto
For all my ladies that got airbrush on their nails
A little fire, roll some of that shit on themselves (So ghetto)
Smoke a little weed and say it's good for their health
We ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto
[Verse 3 - RL]
We run around with vice, Lords and G's
Russel Avenue a block after Queens
Roll in Cadilac, stoned D's
Grab Paulie and me and Nicky D's
It was me and J-Z
We in the park talkin' crazy
Now it's all good baby
Even after I got hooked up with KayGee
Yeah
No matter how far I've come (No matter)
I still represent where I'm from (Cuz I'm)
I'm ghetto (Ghetto yeah)
[Chorus]
For my people down South with gold in their mouth
For my people out East with a key in the couch
For my people out West that be bangin' it out (I represent)
We ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto (The ghetto)
For all my ladies that got airbrush on their nails (Uh-huh)
A little fire, roll some of that shit on themselves (So ghetto)
Smoke a little weed and say it's good for their health (Yeah yeah)
We ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto (R-Hockey Stick yo)
[Verse 4 RL Rap]
From the ghetto, hood, gutta, street
Don't sleep cuz I'm R&B;
What you know about checks on the 1st and 15th?
New kicks on the 1st and 15th
1328 RussellAve where
Cats used to hustle bad
With them wife killas and them 1-0 bags
Ha you don't understand me man
What you know about bein' frozen
With the furnace broken
So you sleepin' with the oven open
I been greedy always wantin' a mil, still
Nigga hungry even after the deal
I went from bein' poor, to Billboard
From the corner store, to the record store
My (Ghetto) and Postaboy
We ghetto
[Chorus]
For my people down South with gold in they mouth
For my people out East with a key in the couch
(Oh talkin' bout the ghetto)
For my people out West that be bangin' it out
We ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
For all my ladies that got airbrush on they nails
A little fire roll some of that shit on themselves
Smoke a little weed and say it's good for they health
We ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
[Bridge RL]
If you've ever had vouchers before
Bill-collectors knockin' at your door
Ran outta gas on the side of the road
Then you ghetto
Land Lord had to change the locks
Left your shit out front in a box
You tried to break in and he called the cops
Then you ghetto
We ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
We ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
We ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

(Ghetto) (ghetto) (ghetto) (ghetto)
(Infamous)
(The world's most)
(Infamous)
(We do this shit for real)
[Verse 1: Big Noyd]
Six blocks ghetto child, runnin wild causin terror
Crack slinger, rap singer from the Juice Crew era
Sippin OE, blowin trees, gun up in my leather
I'm live with them 45 nines and Berettas
I'm (ghetto), you can find me in the hood
Sippin on a cold brew, twistin backwoods
If the spot get rushed, then drugs get flushed
And if you not down to ride niggas can't bang with us
We runnin round Mobbin, runnin round robbin
You lookin like food and my niggas is starvin
So share your spoon or meet my goons
I got homies up north that'll be home soon
That keep it (ghetto) and man they don't stunt
All they need is a 20, a kush and one blunt
Don't front, you can't blame us, we made the hood famous
The 41st side where we speak that Dunn language
[Chorus:]
We keep it ghetto, everyday stackin dough
Never slippin, pimpin, mackin hoes
Gangsters, hustlers, you already know
(Infamous) (Niggas can't bang with us)
[Verse 2: Joell Ortiz]
Yo N-o-y-d (I got you) You got me? Aight then
Let's run the frontline together, these niggas hypemen
Background clowns who ain't never spent a night in
The gutter where jokin on muthafuckas lead to fightin
But not fists, I'm talkin 'bout Glocks, 5ths, ninas
Mac-11's,.38's, specials, choppers and street sweepers
Rarely will you see a nigga throw up meat beaters
Hands only do damage, with canons you meet Jesus
Loud shots till the cow stops, I mean the beef ceases
Either one, you still numb, stuck in a deep freezer
In the hood it's winter all year round, we keep heaters
Hollow tips in that clip, you don't drip, you leak liters
Every other day a nigga get smoked like cheap reefer
Every 10 minutes a hoe get coked and skeet-skeeters
Put a helmet on your man, these bitches dangerous
The Infamous (Infamous) (Niggas can't bang with us)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Big Noyd]
Hey yo
Dunn, that shit that kill me - MC's claimin they ghetto and don't live it
You know, how they bust they guns and stay killin
Or how they did time for crimes in state prison
Or how they sold drugs on they block - but who didn't?
It's the (ghetto) where we stay pissy drunk and weeded up
We flip work on the hill, nigga, then re it up
You know the homies in the hood g'd up
We keep bitches in the cut and 22's on the truck
Give a fuck, I ain't playin, I been thuggin since a juvenile
A young g slingin dope, weed and runnin wild
The fiends know me as the kid who got it
Up and down the strip, 24/7 I will supply it
In the (ghetto) I dug pockets, started riots, I'm the flyest
Psychotic MC who emerged from the projects
Son, I get it rockin, for the cake I get it poppin
The jakes wanna knock him and the haters can't stop him