I allegiance to the ghetto I pledge to the game I pledge allegiance to the and the cars And the and the bitches and the fame
I allegiance to the ghetto I pledge allegiance to the I allegiance to the money and the cars And the pussy and the bitches and the fame,
To all my, to all my hoodlums & my thugz 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 packages and outta taxicabs
Throw it up, it up, throw it up, ugh it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, throw it up, it up Throw it up, nigga, it up, throw it up
Fuck talkin', I'm niggas, best ta get ta walkin' It's the shadiest, Charlie Hustle and my nigga the chicken 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 to get my kids some more chickens than colonel sanders Play us by the trigger so I'ma live by the And rivals, seven bitches for all my hoodlum and niggas
[Incomp.] regulations in the game, snitch sang soprano, wild gravy, bustin' kilograms, goin' platinum Door and panel, never dustin' up, never under pressure to me I do my time and I get out whenever
Early people say I smell like glocks, kind of car you got? I tell 'em "Brooklyn cotch", Johnnie walker, lemon-squeezed And scotch is what I drink a nigga up the table While all you powder puff niggas take all my
To all my, to all my hoodlums & my thugz their mugs on Up in the ghetto and the hood the platex rubber gloves on In the cookin' chicken, diamonds, hop and gab Droppin' off packages and grindin' taxicabs
Throw it up, throw it up, it up, ugh it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, it up
Well, it's that old Inglewood gang bang, hustlin' ass That game, flossin' ho, bustin' ass nigga Still while rhymin' now up to seven figures Low-down, duct tapin', 2-11 lick
Bangin' sendin' birds outta on the bus If ya in to sellin' crack, nigga with us I got and a mansion with wine in the cellar And a bitch on my team that'll kill I tell her
Back ninjas so ya know I do for folsom and Susanville, fo' sho' My niggas in and Vacaville, before I From to Tracey to hatched by to Rikers Island Pelican Bay solid, dat long and terminal island
on smilin', dialin' and callin' connect 'Cos you're my focus, you know, I'm A za, a zap board, amps Shoot with, to all my stamps beeyatch
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 off packages and grindin' outta taxicabs
Throw it up, throw it up, it up, ugh Throw it up, nigga, 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 down for all my around the way Lex spares, money dippin', bullet-proof vests and sack All my street niggas, east to the west to the souths, I hearin' ya
If it Charlie Hustle, it's that nigga mack Manson While the g homies boogie, we they hoes dancin' And we lexed up wit the parlay features Sportin' chucks wit the flamed-up creases
I represent the flat lands, the alley ways, the moms and The Chinese, the AK, the fiend, the The liquor on every corner, the laundromat The quick to run up on the to peel my cap
To all my, to all my hoodlums & my thugz their mugs on Up in the ghetto and the with the platex rubber gloves 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 Throw it up, it up, throw it up it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up
A bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill A dollar bill y'all, a bill y'all A getcha, a getcha, a scrill y'all
A getcha scrill y'all, a dollar y'all A dollar, a dollar, a dollar y'all A bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all A dollar, a dollar, a scrill y'all