always later, never came, damn luck He done broke that boy's heart, man, again, damn again Don't wonder why it's like that in the ghetto Grew up outta
niggas from St. Clair up in this muthafucka, nigga P.O.D.'d, my nigga, Sin Fin to put this shit down like this, nigga (We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
they know they be lying This shit we deal wit', we young black and fit less Living in the ghetto to ghetto And ghetto to ghetto 'cause ghetto is all
ta? city, my niggas is gritty and o boy, Reppin that bone thug, mo? thug, thug line, Hit em with one rhyme, they be like, o boy, o boy, Now most of the
my mother made a man of me Didn't blindfold me to the world we was livin' in Taught me how to save my little dividends So when I graduated I'd have a little
the world don't exist We stay confined to this small little section with dividends Oh my block, I wouldn't trade it for the world 'Cause I love these ghetto
to let it show, that's what im lookin for and I see it girl that's how the ghetto is that's how the ghetto is that's how the ghetto is she know what time
fact you can wiggle ma big stomach Born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto I need a medal for gettin the hell out the ghetto Cause all I do is wap and
Mr. Wiggles Far from little, make ya mammary glands jiggle Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender bittles Doctor giggles, I can't stop until it tickles Just play a little
this man can Have them girls get it to poppin on a handstand ...Ghetto [Chorus 4x Mami shake it like you care for me You know I like it when you do that little
, C.O.D. Opened up my mind and let my ego free Now the world know my government and I'm lovin' it All levels from White House to the covenant Big boy
boy did it, showed niggaz how to get it The rich man's high got the ghetto addicted It used to be expensive, fuck that ten shit Turnin' out cute little
your bitch friends nigga they be Nigga they be all up in your mix nigga I don't even, ay nigga she don't love you nigga She just used to you nigga, oh boy
everyday, and I still can't read I count money like a champ, now ask me Why everyday does the task force jack me The story's been told one million times About a boy
my rhyme In the City of Dope Smoking weed, rolling ?em fat You wonder where the boy learned to act like that Hey was raised in the ghetto and felt the
Holy Feild you know that nigga named Michael Vick They called me mamma boy but now they call me drummer boy, They talking jet skiis, I had that shit last summer boy
money little maintainin' Whole lotta complainin' no plan Little more no less then ten grand Blingin' ice sitting nice in your hand Too much platinum not enough land East side boy
worry Ghetto life (Talkin' 'bout ghetto life) Talking 'bout ghetto life Ghetto life, baby (Talkin' 'bout ghetto life) Life, life Ghetto life, la la, la la, life (Talkin' 'bout ghetto