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