From hood to they see what's hood And who I be
I got the Yankee leaning, just sittin' over to And the G4 is just getting the clouds You can't tell me that I what's up right now I got a of Tequila upside down
There's some chicks wit' that are up tight now 'Cause know the big dog had a pups like wow I'm stuck in my city Heading seas wit' a zip of New York City's haze You rats can keep through your city's maze
Until you get sprayed the pesticide I you in that hole, you best to hide Like the rest who tried, who and testified
Of course your girl wanna slide over and be And don't mind taking rides the G dubs I ride Rovers on Please don't be dude who died over a ski dub, chill
From hood to hood they see what's and know who I be From block to block they see it, not can't who I be From state to state they cannot hate, know who I be From the east to west, the Midwest and down south
It's ghetto, ghetto It's ghetto, it's It's ghetto, ghetto It's ghetto, ghetto It's
I get it jumping a lo lo '64 And bet they hop on it a pogo stick pro I'm wit these go go chicks though That do the kind of that belong in a porno flick yo
You know him and the gang Wit' the worked on that remind you of lemon meringue But remember the thangs, too far And y'all wanna hear 'em go bang, bang,
John Witherspoon, I'm watching 'em closely I know the gonna slither soon The two toned getting delivered soon The back feels like sitting in the room
I'm so hard bodied like the suit on It's that man back to back plat' scan I'm back for the third time, I make rhyme for a living You probably I'm still ghetto, nigga
hood to hood they see what's hood and know who I be From block to block see it, not can't know who I be From state to they cannot hate, they know who I be From the east to west, through the Midwest and down
ghetto, it's ghetto It's ghetto, it's It's ghetto, ghetto It's ghetto, it's
tried to put two 9's on me, just like Gretzky But my saw through it just like wet tees I smoke till my eyes look 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 know Ghetto from New York, call 'em the Fresh Prince And rose petals when I walk
They love how I came back hard good blow And I'm still a heart to a hood ho That's what hood though, yes I would That's 'cause I'm in the streets like man covers
look like blades when a fan blow brother I'm waiting on a storm to land, roast The man no other, 'cause I in it My time is money, y'all buy ten minutes I'm catch up
From hood to hood they see what's hood and who I be From block to block they see it, not know who I be From to state they cannot hate, they know who I be From the east to west, through the and down south
It's ghetto, ghetto It's ghetto, ghetto It's ghetto, it's ghetto, it's ghetto It's