Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm Ghetts (feat. Chipmunk) , by - Chipmunk. Release date: 09.03.2008
Song language: English
I'm Ghetts (feat. Chipmunk) |
| Dun know |
| G-H-E Double T-O |
| Lewi White on production |
| Blow! |
| I’m Ghetts, I’ll be getting the girls to undress |
| I’m young yes but I’ve done mess, bun feds |
| And if I’m letting my gun rest, I’m dead |
| Come test and get left with a hung neck |
| I’m Ghetts, I’ll be getting the girls to undress |
| I’m young yes but I’ve done mess, bun feds |
| And if I’m letting my gun rest, I’m dead |
| Come test and get left with a hung neck |
| Two hours in the bath |
| Jumped out smelling like flowers in the park |
| Ready to rave, I’ve got powers in the dance |
| Blowing up like the twin towers in a blast! |
| Come from the hood 'cos I carried in the past |
| Do a back ground check when I clap down vets |
| When I come through, show some respect, I’m Ghetts! |
| Ever since get set my ch-check-check |
| I already feel like say I’ll be the best yet |
| I come better than whatever they expect |
| I’m better than them vets |
| I’ve got venom in my veins I’m a fresh threat |
| I ain’t gotta be provoked |
| I’ll teach if you need a coach |
| Furthermore get me to ghost |
| Stop tryna read my notes |
| No you niggas ain’t free to boast! |
| I’m Ghetts, I’ll be getting the girls to undress |
| I’m young yes but I’ve done mess, bun feds |
| And if I’m letting my gun rest, I’m dead |
| Come test and get left with a hung neck |
| I’m Ghetts, I’ll be getting the girls to undress |
| I’m young yes but I’ve done mess, bun feds |
| And if I’m letting my gun rest, I’m dead |
| Come test and get left with a hung neck |
| Man follow me like I’m leaving a trail |
| Wannabe’s wanna try even the scales |
| It will not happen like Jesus in hell |
| You in the top three’s like a preacher in jail |
| Surely a misjudgement |
| I got flows and lyrics in abundance |
| And no I don’t deal with assumptions |
| I could never be made redundant |
| Lewi White got the great production |
| Yeah, you know Ghett’s, one five no less |
| Not a penny short, no there’s no deduction |
| Wait, see my clothes be custom made |
| Hey, I never crossed the game |
| I never crushed a dame |
| 'Cos some girls wanna crush my name |
| Fuck the fame, when the crops stop |
| I’ma cut the caine then shot rocks |
| Buck buck on the country lanes |
| Once again I’ve got shots |
| I’m Ghetts, I’ll be getting the girls to undress |
| I’m young yes but I’ve done mess, bun feds |
| And if I’m letting my gun rest, I’m dead |
| Come test and get left with a hung neck |
| I’m Ghetts, I’ll be getting the girls to undress |
| I’m young yes but I’ve done mess, bun feds |
| And if I’m letting my gun rest, I’m dead |
| Come test and get left with a hung neck |
| You won’t ever see G-H putting on an act |
| This boy’s getting mad 'cos I’m looking at his yat |
| But I had her before him |
| I tell a breh straight the time, date and place |
| His wife made me faint |
| Why the fuck would I try take his place |
| I’ma be fly till I’m eighty eight |
| Got a couple links that try make me wait |
| Alright baby, safe, I like shady games |
| Go ahead, stunt, you can front for a month |
| When it comes to the crutch |
| Pump, pump and I buck |
| Still going on like her shit don’t stink |
| Smell’s like she jumped in a bunch of skunks |
| So once had a hunch nigga hung with a dunce |
| Tryna put crumbs in the blunt |
| I’m done with the cunt |
| When I come to the stage |
| Tell this bitch girls run to the front |
| I’m Ghetts, I’ll be getting the girls to undress |
| I’m young yes but I’ve done mess, bun feds |
| And if I’m letting my gun rest, I’m dead |
| Come test and get left with a hung neck |
| I’m Ghetts, I’ll be getting the girls to undress |
| I’m young yes but I’ve done mess, bun feds |
| And if I’m letting my gun rest, I’m dead |
| Come test and get left with a hung neck |