Artist: Ras Kass Dr. Dre, Ice-T, Mack 10 [Ice-T] I got juice but I can't stop no ocean baby! [Ras] I'm down with you baby, I'm [Ice-T] Man don't miss it's gonna be FABULOUS ... We ghetto fabulous baby The best food, drink, and women that can buy
One: Ras Kass
Every day of my is off the ringer That's guaranteed, like a on Jerry Springer I got the hottest flow to hit the street lava so holla, we all hustle for dollars Sac to Houston, New Orleans to D.C. *girls laughing* to beep Bangin, me with a dimepiece next to me My all over Your Body like LSG Neighborhood celeb with the keys to my like the mayor Rookies askin us how to be a Get in where you fit in, and never get your ghetto revoked No matter how much you make Stay true to the loc, guest list terror clothes in jeans and tennis shoes, breakin your strict codes Spit lyrical bricks, thirteen so I can be richer than Master P sellin D
Mack 10
Ghetto, Money make the world go round so handle this Ghetto, Broadcastin from Los Angeles We ghetto, make the world go round so let's handle this Ghetto, Broadcastin live from Los
Two: Dr. Dre
You ain't heard of me, you ain't listenin hard Started in servin from a ice cream truck Now ten years later a custom Navigator Steppin on your toes playa, stuffin up your I'm ghetto, Newport cigarettes, feel me bap and slap that ass silly This is for the full time students slash part strippers And young niggaz, clockin at least five Some of us pro atheletes, some of us rap fat beats Some of us in the streets Twenty deep in Club Nikki's so you know we gots to [???] off a pocket of singles, huh And it's all bueno, musical like Frank Sinatra Pop a thirteen shot glock to make you Go See the nuttin nice From hood to hood, livin the lavish life
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Three: Ras Kass
Nigga in the GS, three ooh ooh Playin number two Tekken, to sixty in six point seven *tires screech* hangin out the window up, chickenheads like "You doin fo' months!" Flexin the Rolex perpetual, thirty-five diamonds across the face, still eatin out cups and paper plates We don't it playa hatin in the nine-eight, it's P.I. That's pass intereference, automatic down Want Juice like Tupac, then Obey Thirst clown Be in the in NY, rockin DK Mix EJ OJ, OK, we say "L.A. got crazy came like John got a superbowl ring" The homies down for whatever, we the chedda Swiss bank accounts, and mo' fella
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