Yeah, it's just ghetto, kid test the to hit the next level Wish they was a rebel cerebral metal Inflex the bezzle the peddle to the metal In a paradise where love have a price So we love for life thugs love the night They drugs for ice for the Benz with bug lights Some hug mics to the world, hung parasites The likes lethal, the lead you A sneak preview, what we do and what the hood teach you I still see the eye of a needle So I can watch cause slug backwards is evil
Yo, what's this? Yo this. Yo it's time to up lift They all we do is bust clips and puff splifs And plush whips and chips and touch chicks Flont like Fort Knox and hog blocks Taunt cops with props and we want not Panhandling with your and them Scrambling, gambling, to win While the clock em, thieves flock em watch em, traders wanna top em Ay yo the problem Before the narcs knock em opposite playas to rob em The ghetto got em, my man said it's rough at the
Ghetto alert, let's do whatever work to get rid of the We from 1st to America's worst On this competitive turf, now let's inherit the There's more prize for one another, and call 12 00 Til the next ball All year around they shuffle non stop You think it's at the bottom, it's even rougher on top My peeps gonna have to and turn for me And everybody's of the street'll be celly Ain't nothing funny, plenty and burn money And earn money and the century turn 20
We all should, from the to the big city and the small hood Everybody be welcome to the ball if we all could But we fall cause we brawl, yo it ain't all We need to play right, stay tight with ya air Keep your game tight, no to play trife Get cheese the daylight to the late night And it's shouldn't death to appreciate life Before a lot parish, we got to cherish if let us Let's give prop and till the block flourish In this metropolis, on top of this You know what the prophet is, be
Now we Respect the next person, be less hurting Or left lurkin, while we our dreads working Connect set for certain, total chance to advance and stash grands If you have plans to have fam and mad Own shine, crime or hold 9s I know what the is, killing our own kind To my throwers, train sober, remain soldiers Stay so these pretty dames can hold us Terror terrain rollers and Rovers so the train goers Claim your fame, maintain, your game's over
Ghetto alert, let's do whatever to get rid of the curse We went 1st to America's worst On this competitive turf, now inherit the earth more prize for one another, and call shots 12 00 Til the next drop All year around plus shuffle non stop You think it's rough at the bottom, it's even on top My peeps have to reach and turn for me And side of the street'll be celly nothing funny, burn plenty and burn money And earn money and the century turn 20