Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ghetto Jiggy , by - Lost Boyz. Release date: 31.12.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ghetto Jiggy |
| Right now, ay you know how we do LB fam, one shot dealers, we killas |
| Why everybody thinkin this funny? |
| Fuck with LB fam you get laid down loud |
| Word up we make the realest, come through with killas |
| Check it out |
| LB fam’s my crew, you know how we do What we do, we stay true |
| Come on now, now, now |
| How we gets down now, now |
| New York City now, now |
| OK, alright, OK, alright, alright |
| Word up, Napolean, Ralph Lauren |
| Mr. Cheeks, back in that ass |
| How we do it LB fam style |
| C’mon, uh, yeah, uh, what |
| (Lost Boyz now, OK, alright, OK, alright, OK, OK, alright) |
| (Cheeks) |
| Many mistakes made, masses committed |
| Any hot chick that was wit it I was out to hit it I keep a Yankee fitted, my world stay spinnin |
| I seen them faggot niggas grinnin from the whole beginnin |
| Me and my team, man we live life and gettin green |
| Hot chicks up on the scene, kid we sittin mean |
| Jewelry’s shinin, ghetto cash, mastermindin |
| Livin life inside the rough but shine like a diamond |
| I’m tryna make it happen livin life day to day |
| They say play the way, well that’s the only way we play |
| Families seem like the real enemy |
| A true, true friends of me is trees and Hennessy |
| I love the ghetto life, FDR city lights |
| Burnin L’s inside the truck, duckin blue and whites |
| I play to ??? |
| to this, negative and positive |
| But bottem line, understand man I gotta live |
| (Hook) 2x |
| So work wit me understand how I come, ghetto jiggy |
| Niggas where you from? |
| New York City |
| The spot where we keep the whips pretty |
| Cops and these chicks act shitty, ay yo |
| (Bitches and these cops act shitty) |
| Ay yo, I never asked for this, I just wanna rap |
| ??? |
| ??? |
| ???, make some figgas, give my niggas that |
| See me shinin think ya shit is honky dory |
| Behind the scene it’s a real different story |
| The mad junction, can’t let it stress me |
| I’m at my best, son ya best won’test me? |
| Once again it’s on, official burn out |
| Don’t look, puzzled ??? |
| faces how it turn out |
| Once in a while I take the train just to clear the brain |
| People ask me 'what's the deal kid, it’s just the same' |
| You know the night-runners, nothin major |
| Don’t let me and my bullshit invade ya I know you probably, got problems of ya own |
| No need for you to zone |
| Understand, I love this game, it mean a great deal to me It’s my life, can you image how it feel to be? |
| (Hook) |
| I remember when ??? |
| It don’t even to start me to reminiscin |
| About the past when we wasn’t gettin no cash |
| Had the skills, but like a hot chick wit no ass |
| It meant nada, I gotta get my gid on I need some chedda in my pocket, hot shit on The lifestyle’ll be butter like the wife’s smile |
| Make a habit, don’t break, it may take a while |
| I’m a hustla, I’ma hustle til the end, too |
| Starin at that, evil that us men do Basically it’s LB fam all night |
| And ain’t nothin wrong doin it all night |
| Ghetto Jiggy |
| (Hook) 5x |