| Where straps are seen more than dads
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| Cause they clap at these boring actors
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| Cause everyone’s big with hard weight
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| Now everyone thinks they’re Scarface
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| It gets fizzy when their plans evolve
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| And they end up in the can for coke
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| I hope you’re 7-Up (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto)
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| Where we wish for better luck (huh)
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| But we still see black cats
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| We get cheese cause we’re lab rats (woah)
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| So then we reproduce
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| And we grind just to feed our yutes
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| Gettin' by’s like squeezin' through
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| That’s the cycle of me and you
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| We’re designed to lose (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto)
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| Where the yutes get high off an 8th
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| Ride for their name
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| And love to die for their chain
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| Just cause he swore on his cross
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| That if he gets popped then the war’s kickin' off
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| And we’ll take it to them
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| Now that’s what I call the chain of events
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| You break out the chain they’re takin' your breath (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto)
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| Where there’s no congestion charge
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| But to roll through my hood there’s a section pass
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| I.e to travel these ends
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| There must be family, friends
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| Or you’re an outlaw
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| My hoodz a tight space it’s hard to get out of
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| Get lost or found gone
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| Cause the kids wid da metal are (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto)
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| (Huh) and I’ve come dis far
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| I’m in da ghetto like Justinz yard
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| Matter of fact Justinz heart
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| Life is more than rough, see you,
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| You have to be bold and tough, yoooo
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| You have to can hold it up? |
| woaaa
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| Ina di ghetto, ina di ghetto
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| (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto)
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| Uh, I be up from the crack of dawn
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| I ain’t aalyiah but I’m back &forth
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| It’s cold but my jacket’s warm
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| And even with the heat on my side
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| Some how I still manage to catch cold,
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| My hats low
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| So my eyes ain’t seen
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| Bandana on da neck
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| Cause I might bang a hammer on a threat
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| My nine ain’t clean (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto)
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| My name speaks for itself
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| If I come to a fight
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| I’m a leave with a belt or chain
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| But I guarantee u won’t leave with your health or name
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| Everyday I see more pain
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| I be tryna get doe four ways
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| In stacks so I could’ntbe broke for four days (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto)
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| And I scream greengate all day
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| Cause I’m a greengate gunhappy goon
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| And before 2007 ask anyone I never had one happy tune
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| Cause there ain’t nothing nice round ere
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| Nuttin but rats n mice round ere
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| G-H I’m in an unhappy mood (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto)
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| Niggaz are wylin out
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| Cause there ain’t nutin 2 smile about
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| Enemies be tellin me watch when they find me house
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| I be like mind your mouth
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| From now everyting on my mind is foul
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| Fuck a nine to five I’m like gimme a nine
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| A crack a 9 of brown n lemme provide the sound (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto)
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| (Huh) and I’ve come dis far
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| I’m in da ghetto like Justinz yard
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| Matter of fact Justinz heart
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| Life is more than rough, see you,
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| You have to be bold and tough, yoooo
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| You have to can hold it up? |
| woaaa
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| Ina di ghetto, ina di ghetto |