Intro:
My Ghetto Retarded(x3)
Dumb Way(x4)
Off that dumb sh**(dumb sh**) with my ghetto
No Mercy, n***a no mercy(x1)
"Imma never say die", that's what my OG told me(Believe that southside city, n***a)
Hook:
"Ho's lie, n***a's die", thats what my OG told me
My ghetto(my ghetto), if you make it to see 25, n***a you a OG
Verse 1:
n***a woke up in the morn, don't know if they died
Don't know who they friend
Can't even trust they kin
f** it! Fake it! Til' ya make it
Keep it all the same
Don't even show ya stash spot, to ya old lady
Watch these n***as eyes
These n***as strapped, unda them cow hides
These n***as, clapping in dat southside
If ya hit 25, then ya lucky
Most n***a's get k**ed, when ya real like Bucky!
All that buckin gets ya head bust
Pa**ed down a n***a block, and done messed up!
You outta Here!
Bottem board to fullest man
I'm hollin "What it do Southside?", baby I got love for that due
Breakdown:
You got the hustlas, the n***as bought the big bread
Ya got the bustas, ya got the feds and the cookheads you got the skeezas
The iphones and tha beepers ya got ya people
But is yo people yo people thats who it evil n***a
Hook:(x4)
[Verse 2:] Might die oh the dark way
I get done with the A.K
Southside make these n***as scream "MAYDAY! MAYDAY!"
Rest in peace to all my G's from the bottom to the top
But I put Ivy on tha top ghetto superstar
[Breakdown:]
n***as on they broad, n***as on these bars
Recession in tha streets n***a's back to stealin cars
O.G. told me how this "sh** would unfold if I eva got tha money and tha cars and clothes."
These n***as hoes just like hoes
[Verse 2 cont'd:]
Alot of n***as in mah ghetto need to be exposed
We always on the news "someone lay down" (stay down!)
Dis year man we k**ed more than Brookstown!
Chopper rounds goin off in mah territory
We the ones started! Call this sh** retarted!
Get ya mind right
The O.G.s the B.G.s the bottom the top; you got the boulevard but im crossed and Criped out
Verse 2:
Let's get back to the south sh**
Where you from? how you come?
Hope you dumb cause we dumb co*k that back shoot through ya lung
Dude don't make me twist ya toungue "tick tick tick tick tick tick", like a n***a playin drum
Big drum, choppa drum
We ain't playin son
k** you and ya n***a thas a And 1, Straight up
I know some boulevard die hard n***as who brought they business
Some uptown gorillas, some bottomboard k**as!
Southside head honcho Ivy left it to me so ima always be return to
n***as be dead with no insurance, life it ain't a game (f** That!)
Lets get it n***a yo life for my chain
They wanna investigate the murder
Crack rock is the perk old people peepin out tha window like turtles
No mercy in my neighborhood n***as play for keeps
Whole families die when a n***a play wit me b**h
Hook/Outro