I pledge to the ghetto I allegiance to the game I pledge to the money and the cars And the pussy and the and the fame
I allegiance to the ghetto I allegiance to the game I pledge to the money and the cars And the pussy and the bitches and the fame,
To all my, to all my hoodlums & my with their mugs on Up in the ghetto and the with the platex rubber gloves on In the cookin' chicken, diamonds, hop and gab Droppin' off packages and grindin' outta
Throw it up, throw it up, it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, it up, throw it up Throw it up, throw it up, it up it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up
Fuck talkin', I'm chalkin' niggas, ta get ta walkin' the shadiest, Charlie Hustle and my nigga the chicken hawk in on That throw it up ,throw it up, dip as I dips, skip with the Euro Hangin' for chips on 100-spoke
All I know is pussy, money and color And tryin' to get my kids some more chickens colonel sanders Play us by the so I'ma live by the trigger And rivals, seven bitches for all my and thug niggas
[Incomp.] in the game, never snitch sang soprano, wild gravy, bustin' kilograms, goin' platinum Door and panel, never dustin' up, crackin' under pressure to me I do my time and I get out whenever
Early people say I like glocks, what kind of car you got? I tell 'em "Brooklyn cotch", walker, snapple lemon-squeezed And scotch is I drink a nigga up under the table While all you puff niggas take all my votes
To all my, to all my & my thugz with their mugs on Up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber on In the cookin' chicken, diamonds, hop and gab Droppin' off and grindin' outta taxicabs
Throw it up, throw it up, it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, it up Throw it up, it up, throw it up, nigga it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up
Well, it's that old Inglewood gang bang, ass nigga That dope game, flossin' ho, bustin' ass Still grindin' while rhymin' now up to figures Low-down, duct tapin', 2-11 hitter
Bangin' sendin' outta town on the bus If ya in to crack, nigga fuck with us I got and a mansion with wine in the cellar And a bitch on my team that'll kill when I her
Back ninjas so ya know I do this for folsom and Susanville, fo' My niggas in and Vacaville, before I From to Tracey to hatched by to Rikers Island Pelican Bay solid, dat long park and terminal
on smilin', dialin' and callin' connect 'Cos my focus, you know, I'm accept A za, a zap board, amps dice with, to all my stamps beeyatch
To all my, to all my hoodlums & my thugz with mugs on Up in the ghetto and the hood with the rubber gloves on In the cookin' chicken, diamonds, hop and gab Droppin' off packages and grindin' outta
Throw it up, throw it up, it up, ugh it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, it up, throw it up it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up
Could it be me or was it chronic or bombay? That got me puttin' it for all my hoodlums around the way Lex spares, money dippin', bullet-proof and sack warriors All my niggas, east to the west to the souths, I can't hearin' ya
If it ain't Charlie Hustle, it's that nigga mack While the g homies boogie, we keep they dancin' And we stay lexed up wit the features Sportin' chucks wit the flamed-up creases
I represent the flat lands, the ways, the moms and pops The Chinese, the AK, the fiend, the The liquor on every corner, the laundromat The quick to run up on the nigga to my cap
To all my, to all my hoodlums & my with their mugs on Up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber on In the kitchen chicken, diamonds, hop and gab off packages and grindin' outta taxicabs
Throw it up, throw it up, it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, it up, throw it up it up, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, nigga, it up, throw it up
A dollar bill y'all, a dollar y'all A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill A getcha, a getcha, a scrill y'all
A scrill y'all, a dollar bill y'all A dollar, a dollar, a dollar y'all A dollar bill y'all, a bill y'all A dollar, a dollar, a getcha y'all