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It's for the ghetto For the ghetto for the ghetto, yeah It's for the ghetto man it's for the ghetto, yeah It's for the ghetto it's for the ghetto, yeah It's for the ghetto man it's for the ghetto, yeah Leanin' dipped in rocks, pump the joint on the block Behind the Dolce Gabbana shades, peepin' the spots Frostbit and I'm turnin' blue, that's why I'm so hot Put the hustle down majorly and never get knocked Who can grind for this? Momma taught me to swerve Rent the presidential suite out, snatch ya bird My motto is dough or die, peace sign in the sky In the brand new 'lectric blue Bentley ridin' by Hurt these clowns, anybody that want it Let you borrow my crown, tell me why would you flaunt it? Don't you know you can get it, have your wig-piece splitted Meth asked me to spit it, see my coupes is kitted And my minks is fitted, lyrically I'm sid-dick Honey frontin' when you around, I always hit it The boss is home, regulatin' on chrome Tell Russell it's line one, LL's on the phone Get off my niggy niggy nuts Get off my niggy niggy nuts Get off my niggy niggy nuts Get them niggy nuts, now here's wiggy what Y'all need to do, when I come through, give it up Paper stackin', daddy get it crackin' Chains might be gold, the joints always platinum And rims always chrome, jeans always pressed Loot always right, cut always fresh Gear always dipped, honey always bangin' You hot? Always, my niggy nuts always hangin' Hold it down, rocks by the pound The new 2002 B-Boy sound Hoes stand back, I'm shakin' up the game You shoulda never tried, to slide in my lane Guaranteed to blow the block up When I ease this milky white drop up Wanna bang ya, that's all you need to know 50 deep in Summer Jam, I closed the show Get off my niggy niggy nuts Get off my niggy niggy nuts Get off my niggy niggy nuts Nuts, y'all, baby stay flowin' Hit Big B, tell him bring the Mo' in (Bring it in) Uhh, we rockin' to the rhythm (All night baby) Uncut raw, what we give 'em Hell yes, bounce to the music (Bounce) When the joint come on, everybody lose it This year leave the bar, hit the floor Represent, let these clowns know who you are When it's bangin' like this, why stop? (Why stop?) Ask me why I pop Cris', why not? (Why not?) The flow of the century Got your Belve splashin' to the melody, what you tellin' me? This is fresh 'til the day I die Leavin' momma with a tear in her eye You was frontin' for a minute, now what? You snapped when the joint dropped Get off my niggy niggy nuts Get off my niggy niggy nuts Get off my niggy niggy nuts Get off my niggy niggy nuts Get off my niggy niggy nuts Get off, get off Get off, get off Is to get off, get off Get off, get off Get off, get off Is to get off nigga