C-Murder

C-Murder - Ghetto Boy lyrics

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[C Murder]
 Wha?
 Ghetto boy
 Just a lil' Ghetto Boy
 Chorus
 A lil'  a lil'  a lil'  a lil'  a lil'  a lil'
 Just a lil' ghetto boy x4
 A million dollars don't mean shit to me
 I'm from the streets with a hard hittin slang Ghetto D
 Nigga and still makin moves with a sick click
 Trick fuck a bitch  I gank with my dick
 A young nigga from tha hood  it's all good
 When I represent my city, I'm suckin on a bitch titty
 And red alazay and 50 blunts rolled up
 You wanna hit, then muthafucka hold up
 Slow ya roll, get yo bank rolled, ain't it cold
 I been slangin', since I was 10 years old
 A lil' skinny muthafucka packin guns fuck a toy
 Nigga, I'm just a lil' ghetto boy
 Chorus x4
 [Mac]
 I'm just a ghetto boy, uptown rebel boy
 Hot boy, fifty thousand dollar watch boy
 These ghetto jails come from out of my grill
 Ain't nuthin changed still bout that murder murder, kill kill
 Into ghetto bitches, ghetto rides, ghetto wars
 Ghetto food, got ghetto ways, I guess I'm just a ghetto star
 I still hang on the set from time to time
 Might slang a dime or two, just to remind the crew
 Still ghetto keep a rag on my face
 Representin' the place, I was talkin' grace
 From bad news, you probably caught me bustin at fools
 I keep it ghetto like bitches with baby daddy tatoos
 [C-Murder]
 Chorus x4
 [Kane]
 I'm ghetto like pissin in the streets smokin weed
 Like hangers on TV or roaches crawling up your sleeve
 Me, run with a mighty click, conglamorate sick
 Leave haters on respirators, when this shit get thick
 Bitch, I'm more ghetto than a high school drop out
 When them hoes be fightin and they titty pop out
 Don't make me pull tha glok out, n' pop tha teeth out cha mouth
 I'm comin' out the south, that mess is what we bout
 [Abel]
 I'm ghetto like yo sister, thirteen with two baby daddies
 Ol' school caddy, fuckin cluckers in alleys
 Ignorant, like you know nigga been dis, you all up in it
 Kinda like tha free clinic, ghetto like No Limit
 [C-Murder]
 Chorus x4
 Nigga, check this out
 I'm ghetto like a motherfuckin roaches crawlin in a nigga cornflakes
 nigga
 I'm ghetto like gettin a motherfuckin extension on your light bill
 No, I'm ghetto like puttin a motherfuckin phone bill in your baby name
 fool
 Naah, fuck all that
 I'm ghetto like Gotti gimps
 [KLC]
 Ha ha ha
 Naah naah nigga fuck that
 Nigga I'm ghetto like using motherfuckin hangers
 on TV's for antennas with spawn on the end nigga
 Nigga nigga nigga
 I'm ghetto like using mayonaise jars for glasses nigga
 Hold up, check this out
 Nigga I'm ghetto like egg sandwiches nigga
 Hold up, hold up, check this out
 Nigga, I'm ghetto like black clack of bedroom sets nigga
 Hold up, you know what?
 I'm ghetto like a nigga gettin burnt by the same hoe twice, ya heard
 me?
 Nigga that's ghetto nigga
 Ha ha ha ha
 [Big Boz]
 Nigga check it out
 I'm ghetto like a black ass bitch wearin blue ass contacts
 Nigga, I'm ghetto like a motherfucka
 using water in his cereal instead of milk
 I'm ghetto like baby powder on your chest nigga
 I'm ghetto like catchin a whoopin in a grocery store
 Like a fuckin public defender, or ashy knees
 Fuckin ramen noodle, fat hoes in spandex
 Or playin on the bench with a booger in your nose nigga
 Ha ha ha
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Author: Kane & Abel, Mac (2), C-Murder

Composer: ?

Publisher: No Limit Records

Details:

Released in: 1999

Language: English

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