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Swizz Beatz – Ghetto Stories lyrics
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Ryders 1 2, 1, 2, Full
Surface yeah yeah Listen
what the f k**I gotta say I'm
not a rapper dog, I'm
from the hood I
love the hood I
rep the hood I
lived in the hood Started
on the grind started with a nine M
r**********I, had to earn mine A
lot of n s****hatin' A
lot of n s****watching A
lot of n s****plotting A
lot of hearts stopping I'm
banging with the beats I'm
banging in the streets I'm
banging with the heat S
to the double I
to the double Z N
s****look at me Want
no trouble B I'm
just minding my business Making
money stacking, chips just minding my business You
can catch me in a 360L or Padina [ ]?Going
down to Pasadena The
rubber will peel Your
head will peel Your
b s*****will squeal That's
when these hoes dying Cause
if I'm in court (listen), guaranteed I'm lying Fuckers
I, had to get my business right Had
to get my money right Had
to get my label right You
can hate all you want but, I'm here forever Swizz
Beatz Part Whatever I'm
here forever (b h***)!I'm
the Monster get it all right Me
and my n s****is dogs and we guaranteed to bite Inf
gon' pop ya Cross
gon' pop ya Waah
gon' pop ya Dogs
gon' stop ya We
working out the building I
started the beats coming, up out of the building N
anus2E, and the building 700 The
Bronx Tenements where, I came up Ain't
nothing funny playa For
the money these, n s****is hungry playa, We
love the hood We
run the hood We
own the hood F
k**what you sayin' dog You
got a problem we gon' solve it You
got beef we gon' bed that You
got lead we gon' pop that I
got heat I'ma rock that Motherfucking
radio stations I drop that I'm
the one who had ten songs at one time on the Countdown
So
get your mind right Y'all
fuckers thought I bounced forever Y'all
n s****better get together Or
whatever I
got beats galore I
got beats that'll blow off your project doors Beats
that'll flip over your Bentley X-Rs Beats
that'll make n s****ready for wars Beats
for deaf beats, for blind Beats
that'll make a thug n anuswanna c his*** nine Y'all
n s****ain't hard to find Y'all
n s****ain't out your mind (fuckers) We
love the hood From
the hood In
the hood Swizz
Beatz and I'm here for good This
is my ghetto story This
is my ghetto story This
is my ghetto story Oh
my God Inf!
gon' pop ya Waah
gon' pop ya Cross
gon' pop ya Dogs
gon stop ya Listen
doing, this here Y'all
n s****know this, we doing this here Beyotch
Ryders 1 2, 1, 2, Full
Surface yeah yeah Listen
what the f k**I gotta say I'm
not a rapper dog, I'm
from the hood I
love the hood I
rep the hood I
lived in the hood Started
on the grind started with a nine M
r**********I, had to earn mine A
lot of n s****hatin' A
lot of n s****watching A
lot of n s****plotting A
lot of hearts stopping I'm
banging with the beats I'm
banging in the streets I'm
banging with the heat S
to the double I
to the double Z N
s****look at me Want
no trouble B I'm
just minding my business Making
money stacking, chips just minding my business You
can catch me in a 360L or Padina [ ]?Going
down to Pasadena The
rubber will peel Your
head will peel Your
b s*****will squeal That's
when these hoes dying Cause
if I'm in court (listen), guaranteed I'm lying Fuckers
I, had to get my business right Had
to get my money right Had
to get my label right You
can hate all you want but, I'm here forever Swizz
Beatz Part Whatever I'm
here forever (b h***)!I'm
the Monster get it all right Me
and my n s****is dogs and we guaranteed to bite Inf
gon' pop ya Cross
gon' pop ya Waah
gon' pop ya Dogs
gon' stop ya We
working out the building I
started the beats coming, up out of the building N
anus2E, and the building 700 The
Bronx Tenements where, I came up Ain't
nothing funny playa For
the money these, n s****is hungry playa, We
love the hood We
run the hood We
own the hood F
k**what you sayin' dog You
got a problem we gon' solve it You
got beef we gon' bed that You
got lead we gon' pop that I
got heat I'ma rock that Motherfucking
radio stations I drop that I'm
the one who had ten songs at one time on the Countdown
So
get your mind right Y'all
fuckers thought I bounced forever Y'all
n s****better get together Or
whatever I
got beats galore I
got beats that'll blow off your project doors Beats
that'll flip over your Bentley X-Rs Beats
that'll make n s****ready for wars Beats
for deaf beats, for blind Beats
that'll make a thug n anuswanna c his*** nine Y'all
n s****ain't hard to find Y'all
n s****ain't out your mind (fuckers) We
love the hood From
the hood In
the hood Swizz
Beatz and I'm here for good This
is my ghetto story This
is my ghetto story This
is my ghetto story Oh
my God Inf!
gon' pop ya Waah
gon' pop ya Cross
gon' pop ya Dogs
gon stop ya Listen
doing, this here Y'all
n s****know this, we doing this here Beyotch
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