[Intro: Ghetts]
I'm live in the booth
No lies, just truth
2000 & Life, it's proof
And yeah, I did time as a yout
But now my focus like snipers on a roof
On a roof like a sniper writing on the roof
Lighting up a zoot
I was caged but now I'm a tiger on the loose
Mind of a troop, knife in my boots
Try me, I'm loose; likely I'll shoot
Let the slugs fly then fry in your kuff
And, by the way, 2000 & Life
Was worth every pound you could find
Are you ready? I'm ready
I said are you ready? I was fucking born ready
See, you with me, nigga? Cock that!
Right now, this one's a Player G production, yeah? Get in tune to 2000 & Life, know what's popping off. Hold tight my nigga Kano. Hold tight my nigga Demon. Hold tight Lightnin. Niggas better know what's going on, ya know. Hold tight Avalanche, yeah? It's a fucking wrap out here, yeah? Fucking wrap, yeah? I've heard your bullshit mixtapes. Listen
[Verse 1]
They don't know about Ghetto, I'm
Hearing talk about Ghetto, but they don't know my background
I'll never back down, smoke brown or back clowns
I guess I'm just too damn proud
I stack pounds, clap rounds, and act foul (like)
Hands that'll [?] in a man's house (like)
Mad frown, cap down in the back town
Slap down that clown, I've got that clout (like, like)
Yeah, that's foul
Two-four and it's all careless now
Run up on your parents' house
Take more than a fair share, then bounce
Break laws, I don't fear Blair, swear down
Break jaws and I scare brehs with accounts
Face war with the rer-ter that I found
Break whores with their ears pierced, then I'm out
Then I'm out, then I'm out, and I roll with a mouthful of gold
Out in the cold, yeah, I'm out for the dough
Out and about, never out without dro
Now I'm out of the pen, I be out for the hoes
I'm about with niggas that are down in my zone
Robbing and shotting it, then we're counting the pro'
Everybody's like 'what were they listening to? What were they listening to?
I'm live in the booth
No lies, just truth
2000 & Life, it's proof
And yeah, I did time as a yout
But now my focus like snipers on a roof
On a roof like a sniper writing on the roof
Lighting up a zoot
I was caged but now I'm a tiger on the loose
Mind of a troop, knife in my boots
Try me, I'm loose; likely I'll shoot
Let the slugs fly then fry in your kuff
And, by the way, 2000 & Life
Was worth every pound you could find
Are you ready? I'm ready
I said are you ready? I was fucking born ready
See, you with me, nigga? Cock that!
Right now, this one's a Player G production, yeah? Get in tune to 2000 & Life, know what's popping off. Hold tight my nigga Kano. Hold tight my nigga Demon. Hold tight Lightnin. Niggas better know what's going on, ya know. Hold tight Avalanche, yeah? It's a fucking wrap out here, yeah? Fucking wrap, yeah? I've heard your bullshit mixtapes. Listen
[Verse 1]
They don't know about Ghetto, I'm
Hearing talk about Ghetto, but they don't know my background
I'll never back down, smoke brown or back clowns
I guess I'm just too damn proud
I stack pounds, clap rounds, and act foul (like)
Hands that'll [?] in a man's house (like)
Mad frown, cap down in the back town
Slap down that clown, I've got that clout (like, like)
Yeah, that's foul
Two-four and it's all careless now
Run up on your parents' house
Take more than a fair share, then bounce
Break laws, I don't fear Blair, swear down
Break jaws and I scare brehs with accounts
Face war with the rer-ter that I found
Break whores with their ears pierced, then I'm out
Then I'm out, then I'm out, and I roll with a mouthful of gold
Out in the cold, yeah, I'm out for the dough
Out and about, never out without dro
Now I'm out of the pen, I be out for the hoes
I'm about with niggas that are down in my zone
Robbing and shotting it, then we're counting the pro'
Everybody's like 'what were they listening to? What were they listening to?
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