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wanted every cranny and nook,
Understand me nigga, my family is full of thugs and crooks,
Kings and queens protected by knights, bishops, and rooks

Second

Yeah
this is it
London
How we gonna make it out the 
out of the ghetto
ghetto, ghetto
Nemisis
Stonecold
Still here, tryna make it out the ghetto

I’m

BEAUTIFUL GHETTO

 By TUCK 88
Featuring: MR. CHENJERAI 
Additional vocals by: N'DEA, FATNICE & MING XIA

VERSE ONE: TUCK 88

Look, I was eleven when

Who Down to Ride

Master P

Only God Can Judge Me [Clean]

1999

where the lights don't shine
But with the pistol, and this chrome, watch yo' ass get blind
by these youngster that I hang with, I mean these niggaz I

my heart 
Smile at the pain now I’m bold, 
Stay with the light 
Jet to the moon, big up again na grace undefined 
Now I’m shielded by his love 
Done be

Paper Trippin'

WC

Rush Hour 2 [Soundtrack]

Chuck Taylors
Dark fat laces and fetti with big-ass faces
Blue gators (?), X.O. by the cases
The rider ringleader with weed and my zag smashin
Ya bang

Go and let your booty swing
Arch your back and lose your pain
Then she be like where he go
Probably with my other ho
Best believe she bring me more

ho)
I wanna be yo let me fuck that nigga down
What’s that? My ghetto love song hahaha
(Set it off, set it off) let’s be friends
(Where my niggas at)

this nineteen ninety-two Goolie
Will I come booty, who me
I thought you knew me
You come to the Boulevard newly
Take a look at this truck, got 'em

burner binge festival
Gobbled up the rook and ran off
With the queen pin spectacle
Here’s to the hellbound czars and sharks
The post modernized western

Motivated by the pain 
Ain't no other wayyyyy
Smoking Up on the dank
Cigarette like a train
Heart grown numb just like nova-cane 
All Part

Motivated by the pain 
Ain't no other wayyyyy
Smoking Up on the dank
Cigarette like a train
Heart grown numb just like nova-cane 
All Part

Brand new Fubu, ooh-ohh
Fat Albert on the side of my shoes, ooh-ohh
Big teeth right in front of my Loubs', oh-ohh
Goin' monkey like a fuckin

One on One

Lil Jon

Reggaeton Remix

2005

of the ghetto
Arrive down here, be darker than the cattle
Oh no, nigga watch your nose
'Cause you'll get hit by hoes that spit flows and prose
Strictly coming

[Verse 1]
I'm meetin up with the governor
3-2 and the Hillwood Hustla
Comin straight out the head though
From the brain representin my ghetto
Its

I'm meetin up with tha governor
3-2 and tha Hillwood Hustla
Comin' straight out tha head though
From tha brain representin' my ghetto
It's a trip how

yall leave I'm gonna have to make a couple wishes
And one of them is that you're gonna be replaced by some big booty bitches
Moving up in the world from

Asalamalekum
Booty on booty I’m clap em
Chop sticks ain’t fat bitch look like crackhead
Stuck in my crib
Bitch I told u leave
Smoke that kush
She ask me what is

the ghetto
But which route is for you

Will you win, will you lose
Jump into  action or snooze
We in the hood, nigga
Surrounded by lions, tigers, and bears,

now since I put my balls to any water Trash hoarder style, mildly I’m caught up in the slaughta Fuck Judy and her fat booty, Call of Duty hooked me I

Clock big numbers, too bad got started
Stunt now, you gonna pay later
Big booty girl, that's a black mans savior
Swervin', hit the block and we curbin'

pain has been repaired
Got me buggin in my head like does she care
Wanna lay up rub your booty in the sheets bare
Thang is poking fat what you feed it

[Hook]
Now gone and pop it for me baby twerk that ass up on the floor...

Yeah that ass is looking fat and u got all alone...

I'm hypnotized by

Mobster's Anthem

Twista

Adrenaline Rush [LP]

1997

a mobster thang

I'm a fat booty fuckin', love gettin' the sucks in and bustin'
Givin' niggas punkin heads for nothin', while bumpin', handle my functions