Ghetto

From block to block, they see it, not can't know who I be
And throw rose petals when I walk
The man no other, 'cause I been in it
On islands where the water's blue just like Pepsi
They love how I came back hard like good blow

I know you in that hole, you best to hide
From block to block, they see it, not can't know who I be
From state to state, they cannot hate, they know who I be
Wit the bling worked on, that remind you of lemon meringue
You probably heard I'm still ghetto, nigga!
From hood to hood, they see what's hood and know who I be
And the slugs will skip over your waves, just like jet skis
I ride Rovers on Spre dubs
There's some chicks wit boyfriends that are up tight now

And bet they hop on it like a pogo stick pro
I'm gon' catch up!
Like John Witherspoon, I'm watchin' 'em closely
From hood to hood, they see what's hood and know who I be
The back feels like sittin' in the livin' room
They tried to put two nines on me, just like Gretzky
It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto!
From block to block, they see it, not can't know who I be
The two toned Maybach's gettin' delivered soon

I smoked till my eyes look just like Jet Li's
My time is money, y'all couldn't buy ten minutes
But my lawyer saw through it just like wet tees
You know it's him and the gang
But remember the thangs, ain't too far
Until you get sprayed with the pesticide
That's 'cause I'm in the streets like manhole covers

I got a bottle of Tequila upside down
From state to state, they cannot hate, they know who I be
It's that man that back to back plat' scan

From the east to west, through the Midwest and down south it's ghetto!
From the east to west, through the Midwest and down south it's ghetto!
From hood to hood, they see what's hood and know who I be
I know the snakes goin' slither soon
And y'all wanna hear 'em go bang, bang, bang
That's what hood though, yes, I would know
It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto! It's ghetto!
Headin' overseas wit a zip of New York City's haze
I'm waitin' on a storm to land, roast others
And the G four is just gettin' over the clouds
I'm back for the third time, I make words rhyme for a livin'
Please don't be another dude who died over a ski dub, chill
Rims look like blades when a fan blow brother
I'm chillin' wit these go go chicks though
I got the Yankee leanin' just sittin' over to browse
From state to state, they cannot hate, they know who I be
Like the rest who tried, who went and testified
Yeah, the trigger just might get squeezed
'Cause they know the big dog had a pups like wow
Hoes know ghetto from New York, call 'em the Fresh Prince
From the east to west, through the Midwest and down south it's ghetto!
I'm stuck in my city ways
You can't tell me that I ain't, what's up right now
And don't mind taking rides over the G dubs
You rats can keep runnin' through your city's maze
And I'm still a heart throb to a hood hoe
I'm so hard bodied like the suit on Batman
Of course your girl wanna slide over and be rubbed
I get it jumpin' like a lo lo six four
That do the kinda things that belong in a porno flick yo