Ghetto

<br>[Feat. Kam, Kokane, Nate Dogg]<br><br>HOOK: Kokane and Nate Dogg<br>I was born... coming up from the ghetto<br>Where the OG`s never let go<br>This is somethin I had to know<br>Had to be real sneaky<br>Watched niggas that tried to creep on me<br>Stay away from the ones that`s sheisty<br>That`s what my momma always told me<br>When ya livin on the eastside, ghetto<br>In the ghetto, ghetto<br>I never knew what my life would be, ghetto<br>In the ghetto, ghetto<br>I`ll show what I`m talkin bout, ghetto<br>In the ghetto, ghetto<br>When ya comin from the eastside, ghetto<br>In the ghetto, ghetto<br>I see you takin bills<br><br>[Kam]<br>I`m ready to ride, ready to roll<br>Ay check this mack I bet you`re boyfriend aint knowin<br>That I`m steadily blowin your back out<br>Watch me track out on these niggas and bounce out on these hoes<br>Get at em like "what`s up trick" you know how it goes<br>It`s Friday night, the club is about to close<br>And I was lookin fabulous<br>So I, got up to stretch `bout to catch me one of these stragglers<br>True eastside dogs, and we barkin not simpin<br>Yo holmes `bout that time to start this parking lot pimpin<br>I keep that thang, huh, posted in the same spot<br>Nothin but my khaki shorts, house shoes, boxers and my suede shine<br>I`m from the home of the riots<br>That`s before the peace died but I`m still hollin out eastside<br><br>[Goldie Loc]<br>Uhh, what y`all busters gon do<br>When the pimps, bangers, and hustlers smash on you<br>It aint about who`s sellin the most caine<br>Put us all together nigga see you run thangs<br>If you can`t hang, stay the fuck out the kitchen<br>Bitch I`m ghetto fabbed out, so fuck politickin<br>Waitin for a chance and the shit it never happened<br>Time is money, and when you get it keep it clackin<br>All you hear is, with my two inch twist<br>I keep the goodyear grip, so the dubs don`t slip<br>If you want my claims, I think you besta make a change<br>So close your eyes when I let my back end hang<br>I ride til the motherfucking wheels fall off<br>Domie`s got daytons, Goldie`s got daytons<br><br>[Tray Deee]<br>All burnt to the turf up in a goddamn fool<br>Old school motherfucker breakin jaws and rules<br>Choose to bang, who`s to blame but myself and the set<br>All my peers through the years steady gettin it whet<br>Give me a rep, that`s what I wanted most in my life<br>Did it all like a hawk, so I`m totin my stripes<br>Will I quit it, I`m comitted til the day I drop<br>Slangin rocks, sprayin shots, sayin fuck the cops<br>Locked up in the Chevy and my switches is hot<br>Gave em pain as I swang on the bitches I sopt<br>Bandanna on the antenna swangin and ridin<br>Eastsidin, ghetto life is invitin<br><br>[Snoop Dogg]<br>Me and my brother had to walk to school<br>I used to get him he downposed for joe cool<br>A couple of dickies, with some quarter sacks<br>Damn cuz I can`t believe my kinfolk gave me that<br>Had a nigga lookin G`d up<br>With the scarf on my head, stealin sheets on my bed<br>I seen baloney sandwiches without no motherfuckin bread<br>I stole a pack of chips with the big homie Fred<br>Now we sippin on some kool aid<br>I got suspended from school for cussin out the teacher`s aid<br>And now I`m bout to get a whoopin, but you know I`m steady woofin<br>On the side where they ride the most<br>Eastside is the beach, westside is the coast<br>And we ghetto like a motherfuckin hot buttered toast<br>In the mornin with some government cheese (government cheese)<br>We keep it ghetto like a nigga shootin dice on his knees<br>Get your money first rule number one, hello<br>Livin it up is livin life in the ghetto<br><br>HOOK