Lyrics
(Good lookin', Dnell)
Hmm
Ghetto
Hmm
Ghetto
They hate this shit
First I said fuck rap, then my **** said, "You trippin'" (Fuck you on?)
You won't do this shit, then how the fuck we gon' get out the trenches? (Come on now)
**** know for sure for sure, we spin blocks and stand on business (They know it)
Let's talk about them M's, yop, let's talk about the millions (You heard me?)
Real street ****, they gon' hate it bad when I get it (I'm tellin' you)
Got twenty thousand on my chain and that's just for my pendant (Yeah)
**** thought this shit was over, huh? They thought that I was finished? (Huh?)
Grown-man business, this right here ain't for no lil' ****
You ain't got no stripes, you better go and hit the hood with us (You better do)
Every **** with me certified and be on full, **** (I'm tellin' you)
Been the same since a ghetto baby, since a lil' **** (You heard me?)
Why you think they hate your baby now? 'Cause they can't run with him (What else?)
You ain't never did no time? I don't know, fuck **** (I don't know 'bout it)
I don't even want them **** 'round me, they ain't us, **** (I ain't know 'bout it)
Fuck around and get your shit took for bein' tough
Bro shoot, I'm shootin' too, ****, ain't no one-on-one (Don't worry 'bout it)
Certified tweakers, **** know for sure don't play with them (Don't worry 'bout it)
'Less them **** laced or somethin', pull up, hop out, facin' somethin' (Yeah)
**** talk that killin' shit, I can't wait to get up on 'em (I'm tellin' you)
Like I'm Mad Max, that shit gon' make me laugh when I smoke 'em (Hah)
It's two sides to every story, tried to tell 'em it ain't over (You hear me?)
It's two sides to every story, tried to tell 'em it ain't over (You hear me?)
Like hide-and-seek, one, two, three, I'm always the **** lookin' (Yeah)
Told **** I'ma catch they ass, now watch me bump into 'em (Stupid)
Ghetto Baby, bitch, I been a vet since I was a student (Since I was a lil' ****)
Why the fuck that **** ride with guns? Out here lookin' stupid (Lame-ass ****)
Boy, I know the real you, for real, you ain't finna use it (Come on now)
Every time I drop a song, they be like, "Boy, you so approvin'" (Yeah)
Every time I hit the booth, I hit that bitch and get to groovin'
Would talk about the opps, but them **** keep steady losin' (Them **** dyin')
Smoke a **** right in front of his mama since he think he stupid (Oh yeah?)
Then go hit the yard, phone check like my **** Tookie (Lil' ****)
Ghetto mode for life, ****
Ghettoest **** in America
Lil' rappin'-ass **** can't fuck with me
****, you ain't got your pole, you gotta go, ****
You ain't tryna get no money, you gotta go, ****
Real **** only, C-Mo, grown-man business
Free them tweakers, free them robbers, ****
Shit ain't never over, ****
Yop (Worry 'bout it)
Yop (Don't worry 'bout it)
(Good lookin', Dnell)
Written by: santony m stewart
