Translation: Ghetto Romeo. Kiss You.
Translation: Lil' Romeo. Ghetto Ballin.
us, they can't touch us Why niggaz bring the ruckus? Because release day is bigger than Mandala's, motherfuckers Just some ghetto boys Livin' in these ghetto streets, these ghetto
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 it is [Romeo:] Where's my
it (Can you kick it?) [Redman] Huh, it's that funkdelic, funked up the spot and tell it, Fuck the vest niggas better start puttin' on helmets, I rome
not runnin', for Congress or the President I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went You see first it was a dream, I was livin' in Rome And
blades, one hundred dollar seats Hold up, we at the opera Queen Elizabeth rub on my leg Had ketchup on her dress from a whopper Chunky ass necklace Must be her birthstone John Paul cop the biggest stones outta Rome
, they can't touch us Why niggaz bring the ruckus? Because release day is bigger than Mandela's, motherfuckers Chorus: Just some ghetto boys Living in these ghetto streets -- these ghetto
macking Kid Rock, Kid Rock never slacking, hoes I be macking Violent J serving ghetto hard street shit The funk, the funk from the old days Violent J serving ghetto
hit orange charger so retarded but the yellow so sick i got ghetto love from ghetto thugs and ghetto guls yea we act a donky though ask my dawg romeo
don't let them haters take it [Hook x2: Romeo] [Verse 2: Romeo] Mama said whatever don't kill you will make you stronger baby But that's hard to believe when kids going crazy A ghetto
even frontin' I'm gonna be blunt with ya, look I'm trying to do something Maybe it's the bud in me, or the thug in P Got these ghetto hotties wanting
't smiling And I'm driving to a place they're all rome' the lake we build houses but its the hood we call home In the ghetto the only place a motherfucker
Cus I got 4 models in the back of my truck 18" Bazooka bumpin my stuff Waking the BLOCK UP! [Verse 3: Master P] Call me Ghetto Bill cus my seats they
you Comin' at you in the nine-two Straight takin' over thangs Yeah, with the crazy hype ghetto beats Smooth ballad, kickin' R&B, with a hip-hop cut
it on Society's the menace He get's more love than tennis On the road to riches Cause revolutions expensive Finance whips. finance clips spend our chips In the ghetto
so instrumental to Lu That make me feel flyer than lobby's of W's A disclaimer just a rhymer, no credentials from a school In my Fall of Rome jeans,
or walk I'm the first one to put spinning wheels on a luxury car, man I'm ghetto fab, check out my gold grill My Teeth had twisted, they call me Ghetto
