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