Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto,
[Chorus: Trey 2X] I'm from the motherfucking slums where the don't come Turn the on and the bugs don't run You ain't shit no gun In the (ghetto) (ghetto)
[1st I'm from where full of feces We's species Bodies lay in traffic, that's right, the streets be You ain't seen this obscene from no TV You would have to be me to feel Obie's speaking Bodies leak like steel pipes, real creepy Ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha, Jason You're boring me your story, I'm a Detroitee Craft took my so the craft exploits me
[2nd I got no pot to piss in, en route to You don't want it with us nigga, we with nitroglicerin Our is some riders, thriving off poor decisions A blessing nigga living, still pimping, still visions of Sitting in foreign whip, whipping up cola take a lick To my tongue, from the shit My hung since I was a young one And that's just the slum of it I'm pumped daddy gone but, gun in my My momma save me her gender is wrong On my own in this jungle that call home His momma died from a lump in her D cup Police 'em up for serving these glucks It's like a situation, we stuck The ritual is for niggaz to grab they And just all this bullshit up, where I'm from?
[3rd I'm from real bridge cause, for niggaz living Welfare scarers just chicks'll buy them broad the government cause government pimping us Rather see 'em suffering then live it up Cause you heard? Bird got birds But the nigga got murd' niggaz felt he ain't deserve What he was worth, he ain't a real from the turf He was with money, that's why they left him bloody I'm the streets where most these niggaz nutty I to em, I'm exactly in tuned with 'em Strapped with the Mac that extract from humans Home sweet home, better as The Ruins
Whoaa!