From hood to hood see what's hood And who I be
I got the Yankee leaning, just over to browse And the G4 is just over the clouds You can't tell me that I ain't up right now I got a bottle of upside down
some chicks wit' boyfriends that are up tight now 'Cause they the big dog had a pups like wow I'm stuck in my city Heading over seas wit' a zip of New York City's You rats can keep running through your maze
Until you get with the pesticide I you in that hole, you best to hide Like the rest who tried, who went and
Of your girl wanna slide over and be rubbed And don't mind taking over the G dubs I ride on Spre-dubs Please don't be another who died over a ski dub, chill
From hood to hood they see what's and know who I be From to block they see it, not can't know who I be From state to state they cannot hate, 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 ghetto
I get it jumping a lo lo '64 And bet they hop on it a pogo stick pro I'm chilling wit these go go chicks do the kind of things that belong in a porno flick yo
You know it's him and the the bling worked on that remind you of lemon meringue But the thangs, ain't too far And y'all wanna 'em go bang, bang, bang
Like Witherspoon, I'm watching 'em closely I know the snakes gonna soon The two toned getting delivered soon The back feels sitting in the living room
I'm so hard bodied like the on Batman It's man that back to back plat' scan I'm back for the time, I make words rhyme for a living You probably I'm still ghetto, nigga
From hood to hood they see what's hood and who I be block to block they see it, not can't know who I be From state to state they cannot hate, know who I be From the to west, through the Midwest and down south
It's ghetto, ghetto ghetto, it's ghetto It's ghetto, it's ghetto, it's 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 look just like Jet On islands where the water's blue just like
Yeah, the just might get squeezed And the will skip over your waves, just like jet skis Hoes Ghetto from New York, call 'em the Fresh Prince And throw rose petals I walk
They love how I back hard like good blow And I'm a heart throb to a hood ho That's hood though, yes I would know That's 'cause I'm in the like man hole covers
Rims look like blades when a fan blow I'm waiting on a storm to land, roast The man no other, 'cause I in it My is money, y'all couldn't buy ten minutes I'm catch up
From hood to hood they see what's and know who I be From to block they see it, not can't know who I be From state to state cannot hate, they know who I be From the east to west, the Midwest and down south
ghetto, it's ghetto It's ghetto, ghetto It's ghetto, ghetto It's ghetto, ghetto ghetto