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Big Pokey f Big Moe, D-Gotti

Da Sky`s Da Limit

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bear bold, huh huhLet me hear you say[Chorus: Big Moe & Big Pokey) - 2x](we)Ghetto fabulous(are)Ghetto fabulous(ghetto)Ghetto fabulousAnd we ain`t having it[D-Gotti]I be that, ghetto gutter guyHovin` through the side, up in something flyThat`s young fly, in a Coupe with the roof removedRun the light tap, baby tell her be coolThe seats is bold, the feet are chromeI got the heat to control, cause I`m breathing droRestarting the ghetto, on the block we spinning fivesNow I be the hood guy, time and from the high rockBlessings from Allah, the Shop been flyLyrics blunt beats, sitting highsGreen cost more than my car, wanna be a starFrom day one I swore, to go hardOh my Lord, Dr. Nicks wanna playMy nigga put a yacht to Miami, Memorial DayWe on the shore of the bay, out West getting restFabulous as ever, we a mess that`s right[Chorus - 2x][Big Pokey]I`m G-H-E-T-T-OFab, ghetto slang, ghetto slabCrawling like a crab, up the AveIn the Navo, me, Will and MavoTossing it up, chopping game out the hood lifeI love the hood (man), that`s the good lifeI need a hood wife, cause they real with itThey take the bumps with the bruises, they deal with itWe all out here, scratching for a mill ticketWhen I hit my number, they gon feel itLet the button kill it, on me the keyVoice activated, it only works for meI know you heard of me, Big Po`Trying to fade me, you gon get po`dMy money too long, you better get some mo`You gon go bankrupt, if I hit the sco`[Chorus - 2x][Verse 3]See I was, ghetto born ghetto raisedI was ghetto trapped, in a ghetto mazeSo I grabbed my pen, filled the pageAnd made beats to release this, ghetto rageAnd then I get leid, ghetto paidCadillac Escalade, with ghetto bladesI got a ghetto babe, a ghetto maidThat cook food like a old school, ghetto slaveThis is a ghetto love, ghetto painThis is ghetto game, a ghetto brainAnd I won`t get paid, won`t delayUntil I show y`all, just what the ghetto madeI got a ghetto name, with ghetto fameAnd I could not ever, be ghetto shameI put the ghetto blame, on ghetto kneeI put the ghetto in your face, so your eyes could see[Chorus - 2x][Verse 4]Spit spectacular, Southside benacularWho bleed blocks, like DraculaThat flip do` like spatulas, playa we ain`t amateursDope characters, that`s bigger than lifeThe bigger the slice, the bigger the iceThe bigger the better, the home of trend settersYou know the letters, T-E-X-AS-D`s, 33rd streets don`t rest okWe just fabulous, too ghetto fabulousBut these fakers back, stabbing usMan the Shop, ain`t slacking upSee the paper keeps stacking upWe in the ghetto, still acting upMama ain`t no Shaqing up, I`m chasing ghetto bucksIn the ghetto hush, but we could do our thug thangBut you can do the scrub thang, this ain`t no kiss or hug thang[Chorus - 2x]

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