a coward I can't be that Or get beat the fuck up by one of these hoe ass niggaz, I just can't see that I'm the King of the Ghetto mayn, they call me Z
have people with bags running across, running to the East River, the East River And we have four people parking behind the eastern runway (Ugh, take a ride
streets, don't care to know you 'Cause that's how many niggas lose their lives Because I'm a lunatic, a lunatic The type of nigga that don't let beef ride
ah hah) And they told us we were never gonna Get it But we took it on the road (To the riches) on the road (To the ghetto) on the road (In the projects
(All right, is everybody ready *YEAH!*) (Alright now, here we go) Nationowl divides this bomb to blow Adios serials worldwide Once inside ya ride, usin
hah) And they told us we were never gonna Get it But we took it on the road (To the riches) on the road (To the ghetto) on the road (In the projects,
em Look at the bitch, she got a frame on 'em Mag hit it then came on 'em "Alias," if you with me you ride Get in the back of the Lex', and be out of your
it on the road (to the riches) on the road (to the ghetto) on the roooooad (in the project to this bangin instrumental) on the road (ride with me) *
high to jump in jail Too low to dig I might just touch Hell Hot Get a life, now they on sale Then I might cast you a spell Look at what came in the mail
ghetto Chorus: Ghetto Ghetto I can't get out of here Ice cube: I got give it up to my ghetto niggas In the ghetto, bitch, looking forthem ghetto licks
We talk shit 'cause we are the shit Never looked back since we started it When y'all want heat, we provide it, ride it 'Til the wheels fall of, shaking
'all niggaz eager to die? I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't leave with a dime, motherfucker I'm a monster, I sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers Ghetto
thing like a motherfucking dog I'm doing my thang {Styles} weight on my back hate in my heart blood in my eye foot on the gas blunt in my mouth lovin the ride
All right, is everybody ready Yeah Alright now, here we go Nationowl divides this bomb to blow Audios serials worldwide Once inside ya ride, usin' the
, pimps plus thugs We the murderers, pimps plus thugs We the murderers, pimps plus thugs We the murderers, murderers, murderers [Ja Rule] Growing up in the ghetto
the ghetto You know, stay alive in the ghetto Drink Colt 45 in the ghetto Struggle and strive to get out the ghetto I' out the ghetto But the ghetto is