| Take it low low low
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| Yo, yo, yo
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| You know you ghetto when the money you got is dead wrong
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| It’s royalties from biting Kardinal’s song
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| You know you ghetto when you thinkin you a star
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| And you’re waiting in line at the back for drinks at the bar
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| You know you ghetto when you try to do a ghetto song of your own down coming
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| out down south
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| You thought Kardinal wouldn’t buss you in your mouf
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| You know you ghetto when you think you number one with the flow
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| And you shoutin' out yourself on the radio
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| You know you ghetto when the polo that you rock
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| Is on sale at TJ Max from you head to your socks
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| You know you ghetto when you stuck inside a jail
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| And them Gators on your feets cost more then your bail
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| You know you ghetto when you think you represent
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| But them niggas in the street ain’t spendin' a red cent
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| Ain’t tryin' to buy your single, nigga hell no!
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| If you dubbin' this right now 'stead of buyin' my album
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| You’re
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| CHORUS (Circle crew)
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| (You're Ghetto)
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| Ghetto’s what ya are, when ya think you a star
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| Flossin' on the street in the rental car
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| (You're Ghetto)
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| Ghetto’s what ya are when ya think that your nice
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| But the opposite don’t look twice
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| You’re G to the H to the E to the T T O
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| (You're Ghetto)
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| You’re G to the H to the E to the T T O
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| You know you ghetto when your boys push crack
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| And you buyin' crack from them so you can go smoke out back
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| You know you ghetto when your moms part of your crew
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| And your nigga’s hanging out to get closer to her too
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| You know you ghetto when I don’t know who you are but nigga I know your name
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| Cause I can read it on your chain
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| You know you ghetto when ya, rapping along
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| And ya can relate to the rhyme I’m spittin' in the song
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| You know you ghetto when ya best clothes, is your dress clothes
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| And dress is Paco jeans and Jelly slippers, namean?
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| You know you ghetto when ya askin' for some cigarettes
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| Cause you can’t afford hash to mix with that weed in your stash
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| You know you ghetto when you tryin' to get your flirt on
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| And that cock blockin' nigga got the same Gucci shirt on
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| You know you ghetto when you own two cars
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| And you need ten from me to buy drinks at the bar
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| CHORUS (Circle crew)
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| (You're Ghetto)
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| Ghetto’s what ya are when ya think that you’re fly
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| But the home girls walk right by
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| (You're Ghetto)
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| Ghetto’s what ya are when ya think ya got clout
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| But your hair weave keeps fallin' out
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| You’re G to the H to the E to the T T O
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| (You're Ghetto)
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| You’re G to the H to the E to the T T O
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| Yo
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| You know you ghetto when you bring home your boys
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| And your auntie’s lookin' at your crew like they sex toys
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| You know you ghetto when your brothers paid from jugglin'
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| And you driving his Range, talking 'bout nigga we strugglin'
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| You know you ghetto when ya sittin' down in class
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| And dang, a cockroach went and crawled out ya book bag
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| You know you ghetto when ya tried to rap like DMX
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| And you get your breddren to do you video because you can’t afford Little X
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| You know you ghetto when rap is part of your dream
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| But you can’t stay out past one cause your mom runs your street team
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| You know you ghetto when ya savin' to buy a key
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| But your grand pop is still on the corner pushin' that weed
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| You know you ghetto when you know you not Jamaican
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| But your clothes say Tommy Sean John nigga you fakin'
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| You know you ghetto when ya like every other brotha
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| Rappin' loud, walking down the street tryin' to be discovered
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| CHORUS (Circle crew)
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| (You're Ghetto)
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| Ghetto’s what ya are, when ya think you a star
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| Flossin' on the street in the rental car
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| (You're Ghetto)
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| Ghetto’s what ya are when ya think that your nice
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| But the opposite don’t look twice
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| You’re G to the H to the E to the T T O
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| (You're Ghetto)
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| You’re G to the H to the E to the T T O
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| (You're Ghetto)
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| Going out, to that home girl
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| And the house niggas
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| At the Burlington Coat Factory
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| Know what I’m saying
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| You’re ghetto!
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| And by the way you are biting |