"they got me so uptight" --> unknown singer [chorus 1: hell razah] We form the ghetto government You either hate us or you lovin it Ghetto
if you got the evidence then come convict me bitch (Chorus) Would you be my Could you be my Won't you be my Ghetto neighbor Would you be my Could
friends, don't help you out when you need it Be on some real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for
diddy] Aiyyo, call me diddy - I run this city Send the cops, the d.a. and feds to come get me Cats wanna leave me for dead you comin with me Gettin head
, yo I don't even know you and I hate you See all I know is that my girlfriend used to date you How would you feel if she held you down and raped you?
cold crop Go bagged up yeah by cream cop (FUCK THE WORLD) The way the world cold dissed me ? poppie locked for posse call up Khadafi Collect all from Arab natzi the fowl motney You
in the zone I be the last man standing [Chorus] [Capone-E] Why you hating on me? Cause you can't see the enemies in the fleece trying to eliminate me
ghetto call me Don Cartagena Kicking ass as I blast off heat, and you never see me talk to police, so you should know that I really don't care Pull you
ghetto call me Don Cartagena Kickin' ass as I blast off heat And you never see me talk to police So you should know that I really don't care Pull you
You ask me they can both suck my petty lip I give up captain, beam me back to Zelaloovy Another thing they love to watch horror movies But your not
the litter box, you in the bitter box Baby you lovin me, stop it why you huggin me? Smack you lightly, brightly Rammin rocks, ran the blocks Combat
dude Gino told me do the usual leave him in critical my brother Bruce told me that he didn't pay dues you snooze and lose so what I'd do is make this
Never ask, I ax, I get madder than Max Diggem smacks, if they try to tax I play em like a sax [CHORUS] Rock - me call it what? (Razzamatazz) Rock - me call
you don't see that's gon' pop you Stop you in your motherfuckin' tracks nigga and drop you Get rid of all the clothes, dump the gun I hate to be the
see him Could you please give me the keys to the B.M.? See, I didn't want to gank you But don't make me bank you, thank you Tried to get to the hood
you think, they call me Rasaq I got Rasaq's on the chain, and Rasaq's on the watch Coming down the block, niggas think it's the cops Cause the roof
thing So if you say them punk nigga you say me I be in L.A. G, get at me when you see me Catch you in O.C., and in the bag you'll be leaving I ain't worried