Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto,
[Chorus: Songz 2X] I'm from the motherfucking where the cops don't come Turn the lights on and the bugs run You ain't shit no gun In the (ghetto) (ghetto)
[1st I'm where diapers full of feces We's endangered lay in traffic, that's right, where the streets be You ain't seen this obscene from no TV You would have to be me to feel what speaking Bodies leak like steel pipes, real creepy Ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha, Jason boring me with your story, I'm a Detroitee Craft took my mind so the exploits me
[2nd I got no pot to in, en route to prison You don't it with us nigga, we strapped with nitroglicerin Our ambitions is some riders, off poor decisions A blessing nigga still living, pimping, still visions of Sitting in that foreign whip, whipping up cola take a To my tongue, numb the shit My nuts hung since I was a one And that's just the fuck of it I'm pumped gone but, gun in my palm My momma can't save me her gender is On my own in jungle that niggaz call home His momma died from a lump in her D cup Police freeze 'em up for serving these like a habitual situation, we stuck The is for niggaz to grab they nuts And just soak all this up, where I'm from?
[3rd I'm from real bridge cause, for niggaz hard Welfare scarers just most chicks'll buy broad Pimping the cause government pimping us Rather see 'em then niggaz live it up Cause you ain't heard? got birds But the got murd' cause niggaz felt he ain't deserve he was worth, he ain't a real nigga from the turf He was birth with money, why they left him bloody I'm from the streets where most niggaz nutty I adapt to em, I'm exactly in with 'em Strapped with the Mac that extract from humans Home sweet home, better known as The
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