Ghetto

I'm a king, let me tie my Kente
I'm a chop money boy, you wanna reds like menses

So quick so fast like Sensei

Come make me show you where the thing dey, yay

Na so the thing go
Bad man pon the track so you know it's a single
And everywhere me go the girls feeling the lingo
Meet me out in the spots that you wouldn't go
But me still look clean though
So me say to them boy there
Don't see me outta road get it misunderstood
Yeah misunderstood
Watch how you talking boy don't be getting it twisted
'Cause it ain't all good
You know I come from the ghetto o, the ghetto
The ghe, you know I come from the ghe
So me say: come from the ghetto o, the ghetto
The ghe, you know I come from the hood
Nah, me hear them boys wan tango
I make moves while them hang like mango
You know the plan so
I'm the master and they are the bingo
Come no, don't make me send you to the destination limbo
I can't shout so me guess me after single
Ah big dog so them know me are the king o, hmmm
Say its Sarz pon the decks so you know this one ah big show
See dem fassi come around and start to play with your man o
And if you see me vex its best you leave your man alone

They can't ramp in me camp no
You no tell them man Jospo

Don't see me outta road get it misunderstood, yeah misunderstood
Watch how you talking boy don't be getting it twisted
'Cause it ain't all good
You know I come from the ghetto o, the ghetto

The ghe, you know I come from the ghe
So me say; come from the ghetto o, the ghetto
The ghe, you know I come from the hood

What they know about the hood
What they know about the ghe
Out in these street where they be living in fear
Gunshots in the air
Now there are cops everywhere
They come with yellow tape
And now they chalked everywhere
Say what they know about the ghetto
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto,...rara rororo
Ghetto... rara rororo
Ghetto... rarara rororo
You know I come from the hood... rarara rororo



Credits
Writer(s): Aliaune Thiam, James Tarver, Butherde Darius
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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