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Channel Live Ghetto B I

ghetto buisness Niggas hold guns Hot ones steakin' the biscut Ghetto nigga soft cores is ghetto business Yo, drinks and weed son Never seeds son I got what you need son Its all ghetto

now, I like flowers I love watchin' birds in the park I love takin' long walks in the park I just love you I love watchin' yo kids I love, I just love

Busy B battles when it was peace Caught myself driftin' in thought 'cause now it's different I thought Niggaz was raised off the shit I record Like I

came no light for your candle So welcome to the real world where a spade is a spade And I'm a call it like I see it, you all living in a masquerade

Selassie I done know Chorus B Say ah mockeries and phrase,Babylon applauding for giving such an evilous world Follies and craze,ghetto

I have to say this I never miss yo when I display? From styles I paint the funky picture I portray and before I hit the court I made it my forte cause

handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella I make it rain, I make it rain I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain, I make it rain (Remix! Remix! We

it The planet of Brook-LAWN is what I look on Ghetto chef rock your vest when you gettin your cook on Dedicating this song to Scott LaRock, B.I.G. and

duckin out, like I work for repo' Fo'-fo' italian chrome, bitches yellin, "Champagne!" I stick the whole Mo' bottle up inside a hoe Just cause I can flow, I