[talking:] Yeah-yeah uh, this your nig' C. Wig ya dig Getting real-real ghetto, gutter in here for ya The mic one time, I got this right flow You gonna
FUCK WIT I !!! {Ja Rule} Niggaz know who dope yo Shit the flow is retched And my gee too futuristic for you hoes to catch it I'm a god send, the fallen
bout fifty My gutter bitches get me vibe and sing with me [Hook: (Jacki-O) O'Damia] I'm addicted to this ghetto world (survive in these streets) It's hard on a ghetto
is like, "God's got him He never did nuttin to nobody but them boys shot him" Brandish iron, outlandish buyin Bentley Coupes, not braggin just simply the truth We all from the ghetto
dollar mission, knocking out buster bitches Cleaning clocks like dishes, peep the watch that glisten Stand too hard I swear to God, mayn need to stop your vision Red butter played the gutter
your honey come and sing along Big swangas and vogues, spit game to these hoes They addicted, like white things in they nose The God of the gutter, I
Pimp C:] "You need to learn the game before you try to play" [Too $hort:] "Give a fuck nigga, what you say" [Too $hort:] "U-U-UGK" [Bun B:] "Repr-repr
used to be about the same drama games That's why I'm, two steps ahead of all you, gutter brains You know the name Mia X the biggest momma Ghetto Sara
fifty My gutter bitches get me vibe and sing with me [Hook: (Jacki-O) O'Damia] I'm addicted to this ghetto world (survive in these streets) It's hard on a ghetto
C:] "You need to learn the game before you try to play" [Too $hort:] "Give a fuck nigga, what you say" [Too $hort:] "U-U-UGK" [Bun B:] "Repr-repr-represent
Pop one with gloves on, make u check with forensic, son In your appendix, son, you got hit up, huh, fucking wit Ja you know it's murder Chorus Verse 2 R-U