Lyrics:
RUDE BOY’S INNA ME GHETTO.
True x4 Rasta fai rie. Ya hear ma say. And when me tell then am back.
A back for real reality. Asorock General. Prove
a plan, not to work for uncle sam
A hood, a hoodlum mack
In fact, a male version of a female mack
He has money and everything
That comes with it a PYT playa
non-sweetened,
The 7-G Steven, I give you 10 minutes of that high-powered shit
Til your heart stops beatin...
(Erick Sermon)
??? 's the new member, flows
If Ghetto for the superman
i will to get in
if ghetto for the ganger man
i will like to get in
ya ghetto is the street
street for the money
money
[Mack 10]
Do some shit with my niggas from the CPT, ha ha
You ready Eiht?
[MC Eiht]
Yeah, c'mon
[Mack 10]
I was born to ride, banging,
true
Inspected by the Westside Connect Gang
WSCG
Bonafied and worldwide
When you see Ice Cube throw up the W!
When you see Mack 10 throw up the W!
When
I puts in like ten men
Kick up more dust than dirt
Drinkin more gin than Vin
Well see no El Nino or ghetto tsunami
Couldn't drop up on me so we
I puts in like ten men
Kick up more dust than dirt
Drinkin more gin than Vin
Well see no El Nino or ghetto tsunami
Couldn't drop up on me so we
spit it
In ways that'll cause a rush
Keeping your face in a state of disgust
Hating but still trying to be like us
Chorus repeat 2x
mo hare a doggo
O nyaka feature ke 10 block'o
I put my heart in this shit
I let her swallow my kids
All of the days I was stuck in the Jail
I was
flippin' the script
Betta check what the wind just blew in
Betta think again, it's a preacher with ah grin
On ah mission for revenge, with that Mack-10
to driving the latest jags
To rock rags made by Italian fags
See, I never meant to fall in love with this shit
But Miss Ghetto you's a slut so I'm divorcing
time, yo
[Chorus 2X]
[Raekwon]
The year's 1990, everybody grimey
Crack was what's in it, the vehicles was 1-90's
Young shorties be gettin' their bread,
[Mack 10]
Do some shit with my niggas from the CPT, ha ha
You ready Eiht?
[MC Eiht]
Yeah, c'mon
[Mack 10]
I was born to ride, banging,
'Til the wheels fall of, shaking 'em all off
Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it
In ways that'll cause a rush
Keeping your face in a state
The cycle of life flashes will have ya ass fast to press rewind
In the Ghettoooo
Ghetto Gotta make it out
Gotta Gotta Gotta
Gotta get up out this
feel me dog? I'm a C-H-I, multi
And I live and die for the whole pie
You can call it what you want, I'm a motherfuckin' vet
[Hook: Mack 10:]
(JD,
get in my groove
Lay some vocals down
16s 32s
Then I switch modes
Engineer like fumes
I'm trynna get em out the ghetto
I'm trynna get up out the ghetto
& Wesson
And all my niggas in the pen'
Here we go again
Ain't nothing separating us from a mack 10
Born in the ghetto as a hustla' older
Straight
fall of, shaking 'em all off
Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it
In ways that'll cause a rush
Keeping your face in a state of disgust
the bubble butch
All up in the party swangin' E's and C's
Wit a car full a heat, hope you want my beats
I came to the party dog by myself
Twenty out
had it
I was just a nigga in a high price whip
Yea, I'm just a nigga with an education brought up in the ghetto
Well you better have extension
they at?)
Yeah you know that purple is the remedy and when we high we rise strapped with the fully B
In this game have money have heart (chea)
Yo nigga
my folks gettin sent for violation
Foes and punk police, them devils still at my do'
I peep a group of ten tryina get information
I threw the clips in
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