Ghetto

[Intro: Trey Songz] Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto [Chorus: Trey Songz] I'm from the motherfuckin' slums where the cops don't come Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run You ain't shit without no gun In the ghetto, ghetto I'm from the motherfuckin' slums where the cops don't come Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run You ain't shit without no gun In the ghetto, ghetto [Verse 1: Obie Trice] I'm from where diapers full of feces we's endangered species Bodies lay in traffic, that's right, where the streets be You ain't seen nothin' this obscene from no TV You would have to be me to feel what Obie's speakin' Bodies leak like steel pipes, it's real creepy Ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha, Jason Vorhee's You're borin' me with your story, I'm a Detroitee Craft took my mind so the craft exploits me [Chorus: Trey Songz] I'm from the motherfuckin' slums where the cops don't come Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run You ain't shit without no gun In the ghetto, ghetto I'm from the motherfuckin' slums where the cops don't come Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run You ain't shit without no gun In the ghetto, ghetto [Verse 2: Obie Trice] I got no pot to piss in, en route to prison You don't want it with us nigga, we strapped with nitroglicerin Our ambitions is some riders, thrivin' off poor decisions A blessin' nigga still livin', still pimpin', still visions of Sittin' in that foreign whip, whippin' up cola, take a lick To my tongue, numb from the shit My nuts hung since I was a young one And that's just the slum fuck of it I'm pumped daddy gone but, gun in my palm My mama can't save me, her gender is wrong On my own in this jungle that niggas call home What? His mama died from a lump in her D cup Police freeze 'em up for serving these glucks It's like a habitual situation, we stuck The ritual is for niggas to grab they nuts And just soak all this bullshit up, where I'm from? [Chorus: Trey Songz] I'm from the motherfuckin' slums where the cops don't come Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run You ain't shit without no gun In the ghetto, ghetto I'm from the motherfuckin' slums where the cops don't come Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run You ain't shit without no gun In the ghetto, ghetto [Verse 3: Obie Trice] I'm from real bridge 'cause, for niggas livin' hard Welfare scarers just most chicks'll buy them broad Pimpin' the government 'cause government pimpin' us Rather see 'em sufferin' than niggas livin' up 'Cause you ain't heard? Bird got birds But the nigga got murd' 'cause niggas felt he ain't deserve What he was worth, he ain't a real nigga from the turf He was birth with money, that's why they left him bloody I'm from the streets where most these niggas nutty I adapt to 'em, I'm exactly in tune with 'em Strapped with the Mac that extract flesh from humans Home sweet home, better known as The Ruins [Chorus: Trey Songz] I'm from the motherfuckin' slums where the cops don't come Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run You ain't shit without no gun In the ghetto, ghetto I'm from the motherfuckin' slums where the cops don't come Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run You ain't shit without no gun In the ghetto, ghetto