Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto, artist - Section Boyz. Album song Don't Panic, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.09.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Section Boyz
Song language: English
Ghetto |
| She calls me a dog when she catting, looking at me like 'hello' |
| If my mum think she a sketto, bye bye gyal 'a get sent home |
| Walking through the streets of London, I just picked up a brick like Lego |
| Smiling she see my gold teeth, now I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Thinks that I’m ghetto, think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Now I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto, thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Smiling she see my gold teeth, now I’ve picked up a brick like Lego |
| Smiling she see my gold teeth, now I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |
| She calls me a dog when she catting, looking at me like 'hello' |
| Rah, this amm got me stranded, don’t know how I’m gonna get home |
| Put that smoke in the water man 'a get it green with Dettol |
| Make my mum think she a sketto then that gyal 'a get sent home |
| He wants eighty in dark he a devil, bro got the light in rebels |
| I’m strong like Uncle Steven, get money like Uncle Neville |
| She wants a D this evening make her backy shake like Jello |
| She give a man hat and that’s ceiling, pineapple like a sketto |
| I can’t trust him with a brick and that’s levels |
| Don’t trust her if she says 'What's the M. O?' |
| In my Diesel top and I’m smoking petrol |
| And I pray to God I don’t listen to the devil |
| Them gyal wanna hold me down, tell them gyal 'ya affy leggo' |
| Smiling she see my gold teeth, now I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Peng tings see me in the street, wanna know 'who's that fellow?' |
| Just got some sess from T, I don’t feel high I feel mellow |
| She calls me a dog when she catting, looking at me like 'hello' |
| If my mum thinks she a sketto, bye bye gyal 'a get sent home |
| Walking through the streets of London, I just picked up a brick like Lego |
| Smiling she see my gold teeth, now I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Thinks that I’m ghetto, think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Now I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto, thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Smiling she see my gold teeth, now I’ve picked up a brick like Lego |
| Smiling she see my gold teeth, now I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Boom |
| Why’s he looking at him, I’ll take his eye if my dargs don’t |
| Man bag with a thing thing, man start off cooking like charcoal |
| Get cash and I get it in quick, real speedy look at my car though |
| Now your girlfriend’s looking all needy, you’re a prick you’re a mug you’re a |
| arsehole |
| Brought the stick to the club in my darg’s coat, speed fast both feet on the |
| pedal |
| Run up on a boy for a brick tell him 'leggo', no 'thanks' or 'hello' just |
| 'bang' then echo |
| Man’s been rebels, ain’t been a victim man’s got medals |
| Whizz on a stick ting, man’s got metal |
| Raided a kitchen, man’s got kettles |
| Hundreds of boxes, man take ten home |
| Jump in the frog ting, man’s not Freddo |
| Prayed for a blackout, but man’s not Wretch though |
| Walk with a scorcher, man’s not ghetto |
| Walk not a talker, keep it up in 'a my thoughts |
| I tried envision a porsche, I was a Walker |
| Peng one, but I’ve had dogs in my kennel |
| Men all whizz up in a Bimmer, no rental |
| I’m smiling, her mind’s going cray |
| I think that she thinks that I’m bait |
| Knows me as Deepee, she into my name |
| She’s thirsty, but she ain’t gonna drink me today |
| Thinking a man was doing chips on a chain |
| Same clothes, ain’t bait, tryna lick down a apes |
| White gold in my face, don’t wave but they 'hello' |
| I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |
| She calls me a dog when she catting, looking at me like 'hello' |
| If my mum think she a sketto, bye bye gyal 'a get sent home |
| Walking through the streets of London, I just picked up a brick like Lego |
| Smiling she see my gold teeth, now I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Thinks that I’m ghetto, think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Now I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto, thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Smiling she see my gold teeth, now I’ve picked up a brick like Lego |
| Smiling she see my gold teeth, now I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |
| She thinks that I’m ghetto, true say I walk with metal |
| Man 'a been on it from time, got the young G’s and the skid skid in the rental |
| My stick be a prick like nettle, and the T dem hot like kettle |
| Every day man smoke tree, and the buds dem green like Petal |
| Man run from me 'till they get home, I be in the cut like Dettol |
| With the grub and the fellows, throwback days we were rebels |
| Now we go grab haze and we pedal, all the Michael J in pebbles |
| Tre with the tre that’s a devil, KK got lines like Lidl |
| Man fiddle when I walk past, then they turn their head back like they saw arse |
| One two three when the four blast, I’ve seen five man run from four cars |
| Three man in the whip with two stars |
| One driver, man 'a move too fast |
| No cypher when I’ve got nine bars |
| Bruce Willis, these niggas 'gon Die Hard |
| Brick on a brick like Lego, sticks on sticks like medal |
| Got a grip like a wrestle, old school when I tell a man 'sekkle' |
| Walk in the strip, four in the stick, make the ting spit like ghetto |
| Quarter a brick, sorting the shit, man 'a put the notes in my memo |
| She calls me a dog when she catting, looking at me like 'hello' |
| If my mum think she a sketto, bye bye gyal 'a get sent home |
| Walking through the streets of London, I just picked up a brick like Lego |
| Smiling she see my gold teeth, now I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Thinks that I’m ghetto, think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Now I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto, thinks that I’m ghetto |
| Smiling she see my gold teeth, now I’ve picked up a brick like Lego |
| Smiling she see my gold teeth, now I think that she thinks that I’m ghetto |