We Kept It Ghetto

*piano intro*

Bitch made niggas run for cover, killing mothers and kids. I

hold a town down

just like ??? did. I know my Real "G" feinding for

some ganger shit. niggas

catching hot ones to the neck, with legs split. i would of been

a

millionare stayed on it. wearing the kevlar with the

dayton family

sprayed on it. my picture perfect positon got me moving

strategic

Im stuck inside a blow house, and still refusing to leave it.

now i was a born

loser, know drug abuser. dayton ave affilate, shooting at cop

cruisers. im to

light to fight and im to thin to win, that what i keep a 40

caliber to give

you niggas 10. so beef you better get it dont forget i said it

i got the shit

for prices premium un leaded 4 4 natural petrol lyrical matches

striking

making the whole club blow everytime i enter a room, niggas

assume that these

stank ass hoes is leaving soon Fucking with loaded dice got the

ship as dope

prices. we dealing with boat loads dont try to miami-vice us Im

boot-zilla im

living so foul fucking it with bad bitches from flint to belle

isle. white

hoes, black bitches, africans, koreans, shoe-zilla tell him how

we see it we

keep it ghetto

ghetto Life its the life, if its gotta be like that, then let

it. if you

wanna live my life then come get it. stop spreading lies, it

aint right. you

can't live my life so forget it cause we always keep it ghetto

for you

Nigga im a rider. Poison like a spider, cut you like a gider.

to you

outsiders. killer when you meet me. bitch, don't you upset me

nigga gettin

their necks broke. im choking them till they cant see.

sho-strings out for

jacking ya. rip shit up and smacking ya. i creep from back of

ya. and started

tackeling ya. Murder man, murder game. bitch im going through a

thang' im

offering pounds and booty off for key and canes dayton boys get

back at ya.

tasting blood like dracula. Emaculate, emacuala, spectacular.

you dont know my

game is, mother nigga famous now where my aim is. blew of his

anus no time of

okey-does cought you nigga having strohs.snitching on killers

in my line of

work we kill them slow. hit man for hire, aint nobody flyer.

cought up in the

webs of murder walking through fire im back home its back on i

bet you got your

crack on. your mack on,your scrach on. you prolly got your rap

on. my mellow

my fellow. the bitches saying hello. no wmater what you do

Dayton gonna keep it

ghetto.

ghetto life its the life its its got to be like that then let

it if you wanna

live my life come get it. stop spreading lies, it aint right.

you cant live my

life so forget it cause we always keep it ghetto for you