The Ghetto Lil' Flip

[Hook]
In this world I'm gon' pity
I was raised in the ghetto-out the city
(Naaaaah, mmmmmmm)
In this world I'm gon' pity
I was raised in the ghetto-out the city
(Naaaaah, mmmmmmm)

[Verse 1]
Look I was raised in in the(ghetto)
I got payed in the(ghetto)
Alot of gangsta's got made in the(ghetto)
Alot of wanksta's got, got in the(ghetto)
Got shot in the(ghetto)-but not popped in they metal
I use to hang out with the ol' G's and peep game
They use to send me to the store and tell me keep the change
Now it's eight years later and I run shit
Kiss the ring cause now I'm on some dumb shit
And I ain't with that kissing ass shit dawg
You owe me stacks, don't hold me back-I'm making heat with the Heatmakerz
I can spitt it from the head I don't need a piece of loose sleeve paper
You wonder why I never mix and mingle
I'd rather roll a dutch and mix my single
And I don't know about ya'll but I'm workin
And I don't know about you but I ain't hurtin'