| Whoooo
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| Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
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| I’m from the motherfucking slums where the cops don’t come
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| Turn the lights on and the bugs don’t run
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| You ain’t shit without no gun
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| In the ghetto (ghetto)
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| Ghetto (ghetto)
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| I’m from where diapers full of feces
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| We’s endangered species
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| Bodies lay in traffic, that’s right, where the streets be You ain’t seen nothing this obscene from no TV
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| You would have to be me to feel what Obie’s speaking
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| Bodies leak like steel pipes, it’s real creepy
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| Ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha, Jason Vorhee’s
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| You’re boring me with your story, I’m a Detroitee
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| Craft took my mind so the craft exploits me I got no pot to piss in, en route to prison
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| You don’t want it with us nigga, we strapped with nitroglicerin
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| Our ambitions is some riders, thriving off poor decisions
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| A blessing nigga still living, still pimping, still visions of Sitting in that foreign whip, whipping up cola take a lick
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| To my tongue, numb from the shit
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| My nuts hung since I was a young one
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| And that’s just the slum fuck of it
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| I’m pumped daddy gone but, gun in my palm
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| My momma can’t save me her gender is wrong
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| On my own in this jungle that niggaz call home
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| What? |
| His momma died from a lump in her D cup
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| Police freeze 'em up for serving these glucks
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| It’s like a habitual situation, we stuck
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| The ritual is for niggaz to grab they nuts
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| And just soak all this bullshit up, where I’m from?
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| I’m from real bridge cause, for niggaz living hard
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| Welfare scarers just most chicks’ll buy them broad
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| Pimping the government cause government pimping us Rather see 'em suffering then niggaz live it up Cause you ain’t heard? |
| Bird got birds
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| But the nigga got murd’cause niggaz felt he ain’t deserve
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| What he was worth, he ain’t a real nigga from the turf
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| He was birth with money, that’s why they left him bloody
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| I’m from the streets where most these niggaz nutty
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| I adapt to em, I’m exactly in tuned with 'em
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| Strapped with the Mac that extract flesh from humans
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| Home sweet home, better known as The Ruins
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| Whoaa! |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto, artist - Obie Trice. Album song Second Rounds On Me, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп