featuring Ice Cube Willie D



Scarface:

I dedicate this to my world doug strugglers

I hope metafy you with peace and all hustling

I'm busting for ya'll niggas

Cause your my niggas on tha realer

beground these streets for stacking peeler

For the dealers save back on your teams

and underrestamate with these who do

you get the paper and then get of the street

ya'll remember you'll never give the money and the dope to me

cause i wont give a shee to a nigga starvin

so we can fluss and blow weed hangin' with the warden

how many niggas on the quad who don't giva a fuck

Survivin struggls hiting licks out the hippieclub

I'm just a homie out the hood who did something

so why are you fronting

i'm in for ten years and i'll still wanted

you heard me homie!

or do you try to tell it to the dumdums

they call you niggas

and niggas try steel were they come from

i bring the front to all my homies out riding

help a homie get on his feet, and we'll all riding

sange, and fange in this game, but it's true

be sure that you'll respecting the power, and that's you

never forget the neighbourhood were it started

the ghette south eight is my hood and my hearts with the...



Chorus:

Ghetto,

Ghetto.

I can't get out of here

ghetto

nigga

ghetto

i can't get out of here



Willie D:

I represent the southeast, of southeast

millenium muthafucka and kay-doo were ya at

(one time) bring tha rockas

cause muthafuckas being talkin' for so long

but now i'm down with the innerface clik and it's on

give a fuck were you're from nigga

and kay-doo always represtentin

that nigga is a fact i've lived in it

now look at me, ya'll can't steel rabbit

for all ya'll niggas talking that shit, i'm still strapping

Will i strapp ya?

Niggas with all that hot capit

niggas packin' in fake and it ain't happning

will you think we're smacking

that yellow road is steady packing

the home of the ghetto slangin

and car jacking

nigga, i ain't acting

i was brought up in this bitch

from the O.P's and all down to the eastwike

even flat joe's and even the lingwood is all hood

for the Christ your all driving is all hood

The ghetto



Chorus:

Ghetto

Ghetto

i can't get out of here



Ice Cube:

I got give it up to my ghetto niggas

in the ghetto, bitch, looking forthem ghetto licks

geting ghetto rich

knowing that the steam in the book flip the gang

quick to get my telephone turned on in my mama's name

this ghetto slang is some shit thatcan beat collage,

you ain't fucking with this hustla with street knolledge

9 to 5

still fliping twenties on the side

try to get by the feints

i'm making dollars out of fifty cents

got the big body benz, with the wheels on it

a celuarphone with no bills on it

get your ass on this, got to fill on, still want it

baby, leen on it, and i can put the kill on it

you gotot strap a nigga lie like a singer

puting your baby to sleep

and turn of your ring and you can catch me on banewick

looking sick in a six

and some schweiz on my wrist

now picture this

you got to blow, cause to many niggas out for mr. Jackson's dope

ya'll niggas got to go, to the ghetto



Chorus:

Ghetto,

Ghetto.

I can't get out of here

ghetto

nigga

ghetto

i can't get out of here



Willie D

Deathwall is the site

when the mic be light

as twice as shipp advice to my homies who write me in te pine

Now the sale is hell but kids keep sending me mail

with their laberty bell, so i can tell you about the half

and who got cow for riches, and sending bithces,

i'm making bitches

I remember when i just to get beat with extensioncars

and we slanged by to see were my house was

started stealing out of my mama's perce

now that she's gone

she lives thrue my songs

and it sure hurts

i couldn't have treated her worse then in the ghetto

and turn our womens into wideows

sick to see my homie that i ain't with, trade with, payed with, laughed with

dead in a casket.

to my pumps we can reach the top

but you got a chance to get of the pop

if you see your chance baby take it

i was the last mothafucka in the world who thoiught i would make it

but look at me now, a six on the beach in greeze

check from the muthafucka stretts of the ghetto



Chorus:

Ghetto,

Ghetto.

I can't get out of here

ghetto

nigga

ghetto

i can't get out of here