Dungeon Masta - In Da Geto lyrics

[G.C.P.] Knock, knock, who is it? He the damn villain I'm thinkin' bout shorty, and she all up in my business I'm chillin' with Kim, and she breaking me off She know that I'm a boss, and the s** don't cost I don't love 'em, a playa, I be picking my freak Don't stop there, go down, please don't slow down For real it's bout the dollars, baby I'm struggling Shaking that thang all over the club Giving hugs to thugs, lap dance to pimps Never thought I'd look at the neighborhood wimp Shake it, shake it, please don't break it Girl I love it when you dancing bu*t naked Bounce, baby, bounce, it's a G.C. thing Spitting game now the whole world knows my damn name Pen this, I got freak from the left to right Even got dikes that be keeping it tight [?] Living in the ghetto, where shorty never let go Oooh, sophisticated momma, try'nna save on me Cuz living in the ghetto [Lee-Major] Shorty try'nna rip my stash off, knowing I blast off Try'nna send a brother, like, way up north My cause, rose and falls, I beat it down, in a dirty drawers Back in the land of the lost Where we kick slang the girlies, in dirty drawers Like it ain't nothing, to keep the party bumping Giving my people, just what they want and [Dungeon Masta] Yo, shorty, I'm a throughbred, all the wack sh** is dead You haven't heard a thing I said? [Lee-Major] Now stop, rewind, reload, lose all control The better'll make you flip out you mold [Dungeon Masta] Smack you down with the double barrel Make me, 'poke' you in your 'hontas', hit the bone marrow My thoughts is crooked, broke my straight arrow [Lee-Major] Like it ain't nothing, to keep the party bumping Giving my people, just what they want and [Dungeon Masta] God damn, cops, back, man, now ain't that something? [?] Living in the ghetto, pumping on the street Try'nna get this paper, so my kids could eat Cuz I'm living in the ghetto [G.C.P.] Stepped up in the club, it's a freaknette thing I heard this the spot where all the freaks hang G.C., you see me, in, V.I.P Assaulting this girl from a third degree I knew her from way back, freak it like whoa We creeped to the mo', kept it on the down low Bump and grind like R. Kelly, with the kiss of d**h Baby girl, I'mma gon' get that, all my homies wanna hit that Forget that, I'm a pimp, ahead of my game What's your name? Big V., who you with? G.C D.C. be the spot where I do my thang Honeys on the block like running the train Maintain to keep it locked like a jail with convicts Number one trick in the hood got no picks She got me feeling like a don on top of the hill Damn, that's just how I feel [?] Living in the ghetto, got to go with the flow What are you gonna do when you grow up? Sometimes we just don't know Just living in the ghetto... there's one thing you had to know When the po-po knockin' at ya door, keep a thug on his toes Living in the ghetto... living in the ghetto...