Ghetto Pass Turk (Ft. B.G.)

[Verse 1]
You know a ghetto pass is like a mother fucking passport
Especially in my hood oh you gon need that bitch
You gon need that I know my shit valid valid
Stamped in every hood you heard me this
Is how we gon tonight look

[Verse 2]
My ghetto pass valid
My ghetto pass good
My ghetto pass certified
In each and every hood
I wish it never would
I wish a nigga try
To come up in my hood
That homie out his mind
You better know somebody (anybody)
You better know somebody
With some respect they goin
To find both of your bodies
My shit good in LA
My shit good in the A
My shit good in the H
In all fifty states
I have been a baby gangster who have been through it all
Now I’m a triple OG nigga I shot cold nigga I kick back
Nigga I lay low I increase in New Orleans is very cut road
It’s like a rough state not even well done my advise is never
Leave home without your fucking gun cause that’s called slipping
That’s because you don’t beg you might have a chance if you
Have your ghetto pass you better not come up in my hood without
No ghetto pass you might leave with that bitch up in a body bag
I might let go and sperge you of everything you have all because
You don’t have that fucking ghetto pass you cannot come up in my
Hood without no ghetto pass you might leave with that bitch up in
A body bag I might let go and sperge you of everything you have
All because you don’t have that fucking ghetto pass