Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto,
[Chorus: Trey 2X] I'm from the slums where the cops don't come Turn the on and the bugs don't run You shit without no gun In the (ghetto) (ghetto)
[1st I'm from diapers full of feces We's endangered Bodies lay in traffic, right, where the streets be You ain't nothing this obscene from no TV You would to be me to feel what Obie's speaking Bodies leak like pipes, it's real creepy Ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha, Jason You're boring me your story, I'm a Detroitee took my mind so the craft exploits me
[2nd I got no pot to piss in, en to prison You don't want it with us nigga, we strapped with Our is some riders, thriving off poor decisions A blessing still living, still pimping, still visions of Sitting in that foreign whip, up cola take a lick To my tongue, numb from the My nuts hung since I was a one And just the slum fuck of it I'm pumped daddy but, gun in my palm My momma can't me her gender is wrong 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 It's a habitual situation, we stuck The is for niggaz to grab they nuts And just soak all this bullshit up, I'm from?
[3rd I'm from real bridge cause, for niggaz hard scarers just most chicks'll buy them broad Pimping the government cause government us see 'em suffering then niggaz live it up Cause you ain't heard? got birds But the nigga got murd' cause niggaz felt he deserve What he was worth, he a real nigga from the turf He was birth with money, that's why they left him I'm the streets where most these niggaz nutty I to em, I'm exactly in tuned with 'em Strapped with the Mac that flesh from humans Home sweet home, better as The Ruins
Whoaa!