Lyrics:
all the proceedings
Are brought to you by the church house where we'll be eatin'
Chestnuts roastin' on an open fire
Singin' my jingle, where is Kris
it's
like you sucking em dry, what are you some kind of a vampire
or something? Yeah yeah that's what you are, what ahh what
a ghetto vampire, that's
bubble
It is what it is, me I no get time for cuddle
No time for holiday
You gat to work all day
You won turn Dangote
Why you sleeping all day
No matter
, my peoples ghetto
Pants are saggy, teeth yellow
Now thats what I call grimy, a million crazy kids behind me
Killa Hills 10304 is where you'll find me
Ghetto has the style that has the girls jockin'
When you talk about the system, all you say is "Rockin'!"
Others hear the name, then scream out loud
Afflatus from the underground
Music from my ghetto
I take you out the ghetto now
Paranoia travel sounds
Strangers wanna shot me now
What am I doing wrong
INTRO:
Bo lingua
Bo lingua
Ghetto superstar
That is what we are
Ghetto superstar that's who we are
Bo lingua Bo lingua
We never know we woulda
You better count money
(ghetto cowboy)
(ghetto cowboy)
Tha name is Krayzie
Big Bad Ass Bone
Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole
Along
ain't all good in the ghetto
This for every ghetto
This shit is like going home
You missing what's going on Shekinah i'm staying strong
Your daddy just
[Intro]
Can I talk about the ghetto?
That's where I'm from
Listen up, whoa
Just ridin' through the neighborhood
What I see don't look too
unless you D-R-E
And that's how I felt when them
Cars drive by in the night
So much sound coming from inside
Red, blue flags hanging from the side
the ghetto, ghetto
Ghetto
Because I'm coming from the ghetto, ayy
Because I'm coming from the ghetto
Just a young nigga, jumpin' off that porch
Niggas dyin'
love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday
Give it up for my shorty
, ghetto),
And this is what she told me,
She said Tyrese it don't matter if you NBA, NFL or you sing,
You gotta buy me everything, and I
Told her back in
the clubs packed up
I, don't drink but I'll buy the bar
Give it all to the club but don't crash your car
Tell dem ghetto superstar, that's who we are
If
of suspicion
Baby, it's all up to your expectations
Make sure that it's real communication
The love for you mi have is deeper than the foundation
Don't want
This girl is
On my mind since
Her smile so enticing
She knows
That I am famzing
I like her, She likes me
She too like tight jeans
Jesu what am I
starting over
Got me rolling you not Kelly
But a child is in our destiny
Maybe we can name her Mya
Once you get the best of me
So what's good baby
We ain't
the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong
What's wrong?!, the club and the moon is full
And I'm looking for a THICK, young lady to pull
Man man, look up at the sky
All the stars man, the stars is beautiful tonight
Look at 'em
Ghetto superstar, that is what you are
Comin' from
a moving car
Your stupid broads make me too exhausted
What's going on, are you retarded?
I'm not retarded, is that your father?
A tragic liar? Is that
what's good, what's popping, what's cracking
What it is, how you living, what's happening
Work songs that the slaves sang back then
The playground
love you)
(I love you)
I had dreams of fuckin' a R&B bitch like Mya
When I saw that ass on the front of that King
Read the article in the magazine,
to that yeah
And to the less fortunate to those in the ghetto's this for you
Now the only reason I hustle is for you to avoid a struggle
So you don't have
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