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Lacing his lady with chinchillas and rocks
And he's all I want in my world

Ghetto Love
G-H-E-T-T-O
We get high together
G-H-E-T-T-O

Lately I been
livin' like a king
Kick back watch a fifty inch screens
Bounce to the west and hit studio
And spend my money in the ghetto

[Chorus]
when the money you got is dead wrong
It's royalties from biting Kardinal's song
You know you ghetto when you thinkin you a star
And you're waiting in
these niggas think they are) 
(wishin' on a ghetto star i represent my tar) 
I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs 
'cause these westside
these niggas think they are) 
(wishin' on a ghetto star I represent my tar) 
I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs 
'cause these westside
niggas think they are)
(wishin' on a ghetto star I represent my tar)
I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs 
'cause these westside niggas is
There's a secret to why
We must survive
So listen to what we say
Cause this type of shit happens every day

Repeat 1

Crack town ghetto in the city
There's a whole lot OF ones stacked up to make a nine
You know you ghetto when you thinkin' your a star 
When you waitin' in line at the back for
This a Nitty beat (boing)

Here we go again
Ghetto ville, USA (Uh oh)
You know I got by the name Nitty, right? (Uh huh)
I gotta introduce you
This a Nitty beat (boing)

Here we go again
Ghetto ville, USA (Uh oh)
You know I got by the name Nitty, right? (Uh huh)
I gotta introduce you
This a Nitty beat (boing)

Here we go again
Ghetto ville, USA (Uh oh)
You know I got by the name Nitty, right? (Uh huh)
I gotta introduce you
fly
Niggaz throw the duces e'rytime I ride by
I know ya wonder why
I'm so cool
Don't ask me, just do what cha do (Okay)

Meet me in the trap, it's goin'
the forces of King Solomon
Lettin' bygones be bygones and so on and so on

I'ma teach this cat, how to live in the ghetto
Keepin' it retrospective from the get
a five-star, I'm a live star
What you got to die for? Who you want to ride for?
Fuck dying! (Fuck dying!)

Don Mega!

It's the suspect king
them George Washington, them Lincoln, Hamilton, Jefferson, 

Grant, Ben Franklins 

find your ass in the trunk with your motherfuck corpse stankin,
ben menachum, yo

Yo my own blood, dragged through the mud
Perished in my heart still cherished and loved
Stripped of our pride, everything we lived
Then flee the county

Country to Country

  Come see the Nazi from the refugee

All Star in the clup pay the V.I.P.

  Show me love BCC in
should bring the ghetto in
For example, I start up a dot com
for terrorism, a P.O.P. hotline
Join the club if you're ready to rub
elbows with folks who
Haili king Selassie bless I
Having my ways and I've seen your days
Sing it and have it set a nasty craze
So I reach a state
Turn a new page
something

[Chorus]
Niggas fuckin with that strick-nine
The models get mine
So we gonna be big time
Its ghetto business
Niggas jack cars and rap stars
stars
Rockin' the cash bars
Bitches dancin' naked on their lap
Its ghetto business
Niggas hold guns
Hot ones steakin' the biscuit
Ghetto nigga soft
Baby

Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making
in sector 6 yes y'all

and it's good to be here
when we landed up on lex
stirrin up the ground with the sound of doug e fresh
and the hard rockin kids
brothers and sisters
(I'm from the ghetto)

Yeah, this is Dr. Ben, I'm with Jim Jones
(Lord knows, I was on the run confused)
DipSet forever
(Shit)
We're
music

Yea... throw ya cups in the air if ya drunk like me, yea
Tech N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow, X-rated vodka and sprite boy