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Ghetto - Petey Pablo Lyrics - Blacktrash: The Autobiography Of Kirk Jones - Sticky Fingaz

If your head is as big as Shamello's 

If your bank is the check cashin' place 

If you put on panty-hose instead of shavin' your legs 

If you use grease that you used over and over again 

If you only go to church on Easter and holidays 

Then you ghetto, believe that 

 

Can you be rich and be ghetto? 

And just 'cause you poor, do that mean that you ghetto? 

So people don't understand what it mean to be ghetto 

And if you gonna ask then you probably never know 

 

Bein' ghetto, it's just the things we do sometime 

Like hangin' your clothes on the oven to dry 

But you late, you gotta go and they ain't ready yet 

You put 'em on anyway and rock 'em halfway wet 

First you wear, then return everything you buy 

Always lookin' for a discount 'til the day you die 

Got three kids by three different guys 

And all they need to give you is a Mai Tai and a shot 

 

You know you ghetto when you use a wrench for a channel changer 

No antenna, you gotta use a metal hanger 

Drink from the container, put it back in the fridge 

Knowin' damn well the shit was wrong you did 

Put salt on your food before you even taste it 

Get a doggy bag, ghetto niggaz ain't wastin' shit 

You know you ghetto, no, you know you grimy 

When you iron dirty pants 'til them shits get shiny 

 

Can you be rich and be ghetto? 

And just 'cause you poor, do that mean that you ghetto? 

So people don't understand what it mean to be ghetto 

And if you gonna ask then you probably never know 

 

Can you be rich and be ghetto? 

And just 'cause you poor, do that mean that you ghetto? 

So people don't understand what it mean to be ghetto 

And if you gonna ask then you probably never know 

 

The ghetto's not a place, it don't matter what color you are 

You could be white as chalk or as black as tar 

And it really don't matter how much money you have 

You can live on Fifth Ave. and be ghetto fab 

You know you ghetto when your soap is the size of a chicklet 

Run into the kitchen wet for dishwashin' liquid 

The water cold 'cause they shut off all your power 

You know you ghetto if you pee in the shower 

 

No toilet paper, somebody used the last you had 

No problem, just get a Daily News or a paper bag 

Ball it up and crumble it, make it soft in your ass 

But when you flush, the toilet always gets stopped up 

And if you got the money, the landlord never get it 

We never pay the rent, yo, we almost got evicted 

If this shit is funny or offendin' you 

Chances are, it's because you're ghetto too 

 

Can you be rich and be ghetto? 

And just 'cause you poor, do that mean that you ghetto? 

So people don't understand what it mean to be ghetto 

And if you gonna ask then you probably never know 

 

Can you be rich and be ghetto? 

And just 'cause you poor, do that mean that you ghetto? 

So people don't understand what it mean to be ghetto 

And if you gonna ask then you probably never know 

 

Can you be rich and be ghetto 

Can you be rich and be ghetto 

Can you be rich and be ghetto 

And if you gotta ask then you probably never know 

 

Ghetto, East Coast is the ghetto 

West Coast is the ghetto 

South Side is the ghetto 

Everywhere is the ghetto 

The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto 

I'll probably die in the ghetto 

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