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