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Ayy, man (Ghetto) They can take a nigga out the ghetto But not the ghetto out a nigga It ain’t where you from, it’s how you come (Ghetto) Verse 1: E-40 Man, I’m choosin’, use you for the mob Rollin’ on Shay, Calvin in time (Ghetto) Rollin’ out your speakers, slap ‘em in your ear-thigh I just bought a Chevy, ‘bout to paint an eggnog Two exhaust, few rejected This gon’ be the bite club’s most requested (Ghetto) Bitch, I’m woke like insomnia (Insomnia) Everything I do, I do it mafia (Mafia) Hurt me like a parking meter, bitch, I’m a boss (Uh) Killer like Louisiana hot sauce (Ghetto) Anybody out there, think a factory reset (Uh) Fuck around and get your head knocked off All your stains on the driveway, cyphin’ the petrol Fuck an iPhone, bitch, I got me a jet, bro (Ghetto) I feel I was being broke Used to add a little water to the bottom of the jet So, I’m ghetto, I dig feet I’m ghetto like tire marks in the street (In the street, ghetto) Ghetto like gettin’ peach (Bitch, please) Ghetto like a punishment for weeks (For weeks) Verse 2: Snoop Dogg Slapboxin’ with the Gs I’m ghetto like an iron on my stomach, tryna melt the cheese (Ghetto) And I’m still in the game And I’m ghetto like a nigga puttin’ hot sauce on everything (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) Lil’ nigga tryna act harder Backflippin’ in the backyard I’m ghetto like spendin’ meal tickets on a house, all cash I’m like Carter Nigga can’t find a bell, use a shoe string (Ghetto) This ghetto gon’ show a nigga what the truth bring My bitch in the kitchen cookin’ up a few things (Ghetto) Twerkin’ that ass left and right, and hookin’ up some chicken wings And my black ghetto ass don’t need a ghetto pass He want bullshit, I’ma let the metal blast Long Beach, SWAT me, grab your dash First nigga at the school gettin’ head in class So ghetto, play ‘em like the cello (What?) Nigga, hustle hard, and I never settle (Ghetto) I keep it so ghetto, I sound good acapell-o Smokin’ good shit, baby, hello Verse 3: Ice Cube Mama, can I go outside? Niggas havin’ fun on that slip and slide (Ghetto) Doin’ acrobatics on the dirty mattress I’m in the bathroom playin’ with matches INT catchers, that’s an ass-whoopin’ Grandmomma callin’, a fast whoopin’ (Ghetto) Clappin’ on that window, pain Homegirl down the street give me brains Daddy come home with the dope on the game Out the backdoor, hold my chain (Ghetto) Drop off the flu, hit the vision, cool Got another triple-double, shootin’ something new Ghetto motherfucker spttin’ the truth Don’t need a loop, don’t need a booth (Ghetto) Just eat on the table, lyrics are fatal Don’t need a deal, don’t need a label Hello, nigga ghetto, it’s falsetto, yeah Bought it back as a tea kettle Down the crack medal, give me yellow Tear it up, foot on the gas Verse 4: Too $hort I love chicken and rice, any way you cook it Beans on the side, it’s okay if you lookin’ (Ghetto) Moms might make you a plate Go get some leftovers, we already ate I’ma feed the whole hood if it’s on the stove And I keep the ghetto with me when I’m on the road (Ghetto) We gettin’ money in the ghetto (Gettin’ money) And the only way you did it, I ain’t federal Ain’t gotta go to court (Or?), or play sports And you ain’t gotta pimp hoes like Too $hort (Ghetto) I see the homies outside, sellin’ crack It’s no way out if you stuck in the trap Intoxicated, you walk by, there’s a leg, though Livin’ life in the ghetto (Ghetto) He talkin’, “Momma, you’ll go get it?” She said, “Boy, stay away from them dope dealers” Fuck IG, this ain’t TikTok The niggas on the block sellin’ big rocks Look at all the money, might get shot You should be on Wall Street tradin’ stocks