Ghetto Fttrey Songz Lyrics - Second Round's On Me - Obie Trice

Whoooo 

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto 

[Chorus: Trey Songz 2X] 

I'm from the motherfucking 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) 

Ghetto (ghetto) 

[1st verse] 

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 nothing this obscene from no TV 

You would have to be me to feel what Obie's speaking 

Bodies leak like steel pipes, it's real creepy 

Ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha, Jason Vorhee's 

You're boring me with your story, I'm a Detroitee 

Craft took my mind so the craft exploits me 

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[Chorus] 

[2nd verse] 

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, thriving off poor decisions 

A blessing nigga still living, still pimping, still visions of 

Sitting in that foreign whip, whipping 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 momma can't save me her gender is wrong 

On my own in this jungle that niggaz call home 

What? His momma 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 niggaz to grab they nuts 

And just soak all this bullshit up, where I'm from? 

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[Chorus] 

[3rd verse] 

I'm from real bridge cause, for niggaz living hard 

Welfare scarers just most chicks'll buy them broad 

Pimping the government cause government pimping us 

Rather see 'em suffering then niggaz live it up 

Cause you ain't heard? Bird got birds 

But the nigga got murd' cause niggaz 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 niggaz nutty 

I adapt to em, I'm exactly in tuned with 'em 

Strapped with the Mac that extract flesh from humans 

Home sweet home, better known as The Ruins 

[Chorus] 

Whoaa!