Right now
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I gotta rep where I'm from
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North side, yeah, ghetto
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Minneapolis, ghetto
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I'm from the, ghetto
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You know how we do, yeah
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For my people down South with
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gold in their mouth
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For my people out East with a
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key in the couch
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For my people out West that be
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bangin' it out
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We ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto
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For all my ladies that got
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airbrush on their nails
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A little fire, roll some of
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that shit on themselves
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Smoke a little weed and say
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it's good for their health
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We ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto
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You know you ghetto when you
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front wit ya two way
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And gotta wash in cold water
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for the next two days
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Shot, he was a lil'
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nigga eatin' the grub
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My house so packed somebody
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gotta sleep in the tub
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On the block niggas talkin'
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about they bust their gats
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But soon as the
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cops come niggas flush
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their crack
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Why you stuntin' in the hood
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with a Mercedes Coupe
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Still livin' with your mother
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you a baby duke
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You know all Harlem World and
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Minneapolis Sittin' in the
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Caddilac we strap to this
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Act straight
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it's the kid from the Tex
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Posta, came to get it down
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wit the kid from Next
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Black and white
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America is like a raccoon
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In my building the elevator
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is the bathroom
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Ya'll know what the dizzeal
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me and RizL Real
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recognize rizzeal
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I didn't always have the six
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I didn't always have the crib
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So I gotta rep where I'm from
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Even tho I live where I live
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Back when I was a kid
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How the city used to give
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My momma money for groceries
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Brown cartons of cheese
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And vouchers for everything
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Yeah No matter how far I've come
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I'll still represent where
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I'm from I'm ghetto
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For my people down South with
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gold in their mouth
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For my people out East with a
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key in the couch
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For my people out
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West that be bangin' it out
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We ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto
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For all my ladies that got
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airbrush on their nails
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A little fire, roll some of
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that shit on themselves
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Smoke a little weed and say
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it's good for their health
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We ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto
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Lords and G's
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Russel Avenue a block
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after Queens
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Roll in Cadilac, stoned D's
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Grab Paulie and me and Nicky D's
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It was me and J-Z
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We in the park talkin' crazy
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Now it's all good baby
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Even after I
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got hooked up with KayGee
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No matter how far I've come
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I still represent where
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I'm from I'm ghetto
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For my people down South with
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gold in their mouth
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For my people out East with a
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key in the couch
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For my people out West that be
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bangin' it out
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We ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto
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For all my ladies that got
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airbrush on their nails
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A little fire, roll some of
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that shit on themselves
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Smoke a little weed and say
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it's good for their health
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We ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto
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Don't sleep cuz I'm R&B
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What you know about
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checks on the 1st and 15th
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New kicks on the 1st and 15th
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1328 RussellAve where
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Cats used to hustle bad
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With them wife killas and them
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1 0 bags
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Ha you don't understand me man
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What you know about bein' frozen
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With the furnace broken
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So you sleepin'with the
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oven open
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I been greedy always
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wantin' a mil, still
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Nigga hungry even after the deal
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I went from bein' poor, to
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Billboard From the corner
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store, to the record store
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My and Postaboy We ghetto
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For my people down South with
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gold in they mouth
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For my people out East with a
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key in the couch
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For my people out West that be
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bangin' it out
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We ghetto, ghetto, ghetto,ghetto
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For all my ladies that got
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airbrush on they nails
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A little fire roll some of
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that shit on themselves
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Smoke a little weed and say
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it's good for they health
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We ghetto, ghetto, ghetto,ghetto
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If you've ever had vouchers
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before Bill collectors
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knockin' at your door
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Ran outta gas on
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the side of the road
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Then you ghetto
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Land Lord had to change the
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locks Left your shit
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out front in a box
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You tried to break in and he
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called the cops
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We ghetto, ghetto, ghetto,ghetto
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could
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never be loved
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White guts
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white wall tires
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floor plush
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it's so fire
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brains blowed sittin on dubs
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come through could
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never be loved
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White guts
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white wall tires
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floor plush
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it's so fire
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brains blowed sittin on dubs
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come through could
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| never be loved
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