Trying to get back, stay who you with 'cuz I don't need ya hoe I call up my niggaz we buckin' and tossin' with no mercy hoe We packin' mass case and
style, y'all niggaz is the flyest Moves you're making too fly jewels are shaking Not a rape patient, you're looking good fly colored Asian Ghettos,
Ghetto gospel, all thugs gotta pray, hear me Lord, yo If killin' niggaz is wrong, God forgive me for my sins And all my evil thoughts like fuckin' my
One is a child in the ghetto One is a beggar in rags One is a victim of circumstance One is a queen dressed in black All working hard for the dollar
folks might think you soft Talkin' like that, man fuck them niggaz I?m goin' off And comin' right back like boomerangs when you throw 'em With these old ghetto
in physical form let it be known I'm troublesome Tra la la la, all you niggas die, troublesome Oh, gutter ways, my mentality is ghetto We're guerrillas
and a starving Third World child And I'll tell them the politics of choice. Equality doesn't enter into the ghettos of wealth. Beneath the protective
snow Yankee over doo-rags, extra wristbands Pass the Heineken, you're not a Crist' fan Ice is the tightest, broads breakin' they neck and catchin' arthritis To bag a ghetto
ghetto star When I grow up I wanna be like them My life as a ghetto star When I grow up I wanna be like them My life as a ghetto star When I grow up
365 grind When you get to be my age, you'll understand Just know I got love for you And I'll see you up there in the ghetto Heaven 'Cause ghetto Heaven
best The leaders, the losers and the kings Pass the rifle butt that tyranny brings Passed on over to the chosen few Was the promise of freedom with a breadline queue Ghetto
the parking lot No mercy on the enemy, the bitches are ridin on flat fours Bullet holes in they doors, squeeze that shit that blows them foes Ghetto
stained glass ghetto There's a hired hand setting up a table In remembrance of no one at all And if I'm that man Could your mercy bring me back Into
SOOOOOUUUULLLL (save my soul) I'm out there chasing my dreams lookin for a place to GOOOOOOOO (place to go) Tryin to get up out the ghetto come follow
' like that, man fuck them niggaz I'm goin off And comin' right back, like boomerangs when you throw 'em With these old ghetto poems, bankhead is better
Hush little shorty, don't you cry I'll sing you a ghetto lullaby When things get rough let me dry your eyes Give you the strength, hold your head up high
the streets Now each one, teach one, reach one, young gun On one, listen to the warrior's drum Beatin' up the block with the ghetto hop that knock And