- FabolousFrom hood to hood they see what s hoodAnd know who I be! uh![Verse - FabolousI got the Yankee leaningjust sittin over to browseAnd the G4 is just getting over the cloudsYou can t tell me that I ain t what s up right nowI got a bottle of Tequila upside downThere s some chicks wit boyfriends that are up tight nowCause they know the big dog had a pups like wowI m stuck in my city waysHeading over seas wit a zip of New York City s hazeYou rats can keep running through your city s mazeUntil you get sprayed with the pesticideI know you in that holeyou best to hideLike the rest who triedwho went and testifiedOf course your girl wanna slide over and be rubbedAnd don t mind taking rides over the G dubsI ride Rovers on Spre-dubsPlease don t be another dude who died over a ski dubchill[Chorus - Fabolous & TharaFrom hood to hood they see what s hood and know who I beFrom block to block they see itnot can t know who I beFrom state to state they cannot hatethey know who I beFrom the east to westthrough the midwest and downsouth it s Ghetto!It s Ghetto-oh! It s Ghetto! It s Ghetto-oh! It s Ghetto!It s Ghetto-oh! It s Ghetto! It s Ghetto-ohh! It s Ghetto![Verse - FabolousI get it jumping like a lo lo 64And bet they hop on it like a pogo stick proI m chilling wit these go go chicks thoughThat do the kind of things that belong in a porno flick yoYou know it s him and the gangWit the bling worked onthat remind you of lemon meringueBut remember the thangsain t too farAnd y all wanna hear em go bang bang bangLike John WitherspoonI m watching em closelyI know the snakes gon slither soonThe two toned Maybach s getting delivered soonThe back feels like sitting in the living roomI m so hard bodied like the suit on BatmanIt s that man that back to back plat scanI m back for the third timeI make words rhyme for a livingYou probably heard I m still ghettonigga![Chorus[Verse - FabolousThey tried to put two 9 s on mejust like GretzkyBut my lawyer saw through it just like wet teesI smoke till my eyes look just like Jet Li sOn islands where the water s blue just like PepsiYeah the trigger just might get squeezedAnd the slugs will skip over your wavesjust like jet skisHoes know Ghetto from New Yorkcall em the Fresh PrinceAnd throw rose petals when I walkThey love how I came back hard like good blowAnd I m still a heart throb to a hood hoThat s what hood thoughyes I would knowThat s cause I m in the streets like man hole coversRims look like blades when a fan blow brotherI m waiting on a storm to landroast othersThe man no othercause I been in itMy time is moneyy all couldn t buy ten minutesI m gone! catch up![Chorus

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