[Intro: will.i.am]
The ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
The ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
Oh my, my, oh
Oh my, my, oh
[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
I was on the block right, wasn't in my right mind
Just a young brother hustling, tryna get mines
Movin' with the 9 double M
Homies like, "You don't really wanna mess with him"
Yeah, young teenager, infatuated with paper
Yeah I had to get it cause momma, she wasn't able
Black and white TV set, no cable
40's in the fridge, chicken noodles on the table
I wasn't born with a silver spoon
Child of the ghetto, raised off a different tunе
Watching Bob Barker in my living room
If your price was right, I could get you a wholе living room
Yeah, them was my gutter ways
Back in the gutter days, no education but the gutter pays
Through it all, I came a long way
From selling the yay, fistfights to gunplay
[Chorus: will.i.am]
In the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
G-ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
I comes from the bottom but now I’m on top
Ain’t nothin' gon' stop me, yo
I comes from the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
Where all of my peoples, where all of my peoples
And all of my peoples will roll up in the spot
And get ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, times is hard as it is
That's why I got guns and my guns got kids
That's why I be going so tough on them hoes
I play my own hand, I don't shuffle or fold
Fuck with a nigga, let's go fuck with some hoes
Hear them bitches screaming like they stuck in a hole
I am not a demon but was once a lost soul
'Til I found myself a block away from the crossroad
I have, outgrown the fishbowl
And now I'm on my feet like a fucking insole
And yeah it may hurt like a fucking lymph node
But it's fuck the world like a fucking nympho
And we spend dough cause we make more
And I make sure when I say so
It's Jay Rock and Weezy, need I say more?
Clothesline the beat, Ted DiBiase flow
[Chorus: will.i.am]
In the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
G-ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
I comes from the bottom but now I’m on top
Ain’t nothin' gon' stop me, yo
I comes from the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
Where all of my peoples, where all of my peoples
And all of my peoples will roll up in the spot
And get ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
[Verse 3: Sinful]
Vamos, todo mi vida en el barrio no supe mas
Long Beach California, the cinos de Watts
Mira como abrazo el bloke a yo
Y ahora mira lo que toque, yo
No más pistolas y rosas, no
No más mi con fácil copas, no
Aprendí si no hay pratsa nadie avanza
El barrio nos hypnoto chansas y los planchas
Amor a las calles, que me criaron a mi
A ese que murió porque me brincaron a mi
Fuiste lo mas real desde que te conocí
Mucha sangre, mucha lágrimas yo lo vi
El esfuerzo tatuado en mi cuerpo
El mejor secreto guardado por cierto
Descanso con un ojo despierto
Silencio soy el águila del siento
[Bridge: BJ the Chicago Kid]
All the struggling
All it does is keep me hustling
Oh my, my
[Chorus: will.i.am]
In the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
G-ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
I comes from the bottom but now I’m on top
Ain’t nothin' gon' stop me, yo
I comes from the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
Where all of my peoples, where all of my peoples
And all of my peoples will roll up in the spot
And get ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
[Outro: will.i.am]
Get ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
G-ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
I comes from the bottom but now I’m on top
Ain’t nothin' gon' stop me, yo
All the struggling
All it does is keep me hustling
Oh my, my, oh
Oh my, my, oh
