Ghetto Star Lyrics

Ghetto Star lyrics

f/ B-Brazy, Redrum, Squeak-Ru, Big Wy



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[GREEN EYEZ]

What's up Lil' Hawk?



It's young gangsta Green Eyez, I'm gang affiliated (Soo Woop!)

I'm known for being unfaded dog love it or hate it

Never perpetrated in this game I always kept it real

And that's some old true B-Dawgs worldwide can feel

From the Swerve to 92nd we puttin' it down

Dock Freeze and reds my trues till we bix feet in the ground

And forever never turnin' my back on the hood

Representin' from Louisiana back to Inglewood (Soo Woop!)

Tryin' to go ghetto go long it's the hood except it

All my life I bet your life the other side respect it

Y'all is doin' too much, y'all done pushed my button

We ain't buyin' no tons and we ain't sugar called nutty

Ghetto love to Shake, A-Bay, Pumpkin, Duggie and Tone (Rest In Peace)

Be-Real, Tip-Q, Enemy, Jaime and Ramon

And it's on for the two G's I'm breakin' down bars

Young active ass killer Green Eyez the ghetto super star (Soo Woop...)



[REDRUM]

Ghetto star

From the West to the South gettin' money everybody wanna know who we are

Ghetto star

Got to be bank accounts hangin' out, money, houses, pretty women and cars

Ghetto star

Be the hustlers, to ballers, to shot callers, to killers, to ??

Only the realest can feel us

Ghetto star

Livin' life in the fast lane, hangin' on the block where we grew up hard



[B-BRAZY]

See I'm from Figueroa

Figueroa, Figueroa

Where one monkey don't stop, no sure

I'm from them

Big-ass Nine, it's the 1-0-9

Who am I? B-Brazy, kickin' Fig' in major Damu Ridin'

West/Sider, Figueroa Rider ain't no high hit

L-gang, L-thing, still high trick

I pimp, slap tramps real quick

On 'yak, it's damn knowin' how the YG's at

Cause Peanut Duse got the Uzi and Laniak got my back

And he's strapped am I scrapped dump any fool let this party

It's on, what we do

It's Scooby Doo

On you

And your whole crew-ew-ew-ew-ew

I missed them

Ooh, ?? fool ??

Bust on you and leavin' bodies bloody ??

From the chop suee ooeee

Didn't you know it? That I was Figueroain'

No more shells sought for longest

It's ghetto st..



[REDRUM]

It's the flame on rider from Piru Love

Redrum 781 young gangstas and thugs (tsoo woop!)

Studio to slangin' the drug

Spittin' the slugs, survival

All the damage that the strugglin' done

I wouldn't no kill me only make me stronger, wiser and better

Paper work louder than nation

Pick up the little

Check my pedigree I better be

A.P.G

Hustlin' and faithfully now why they hatin' on me

I'm claimin' 10-9 ST, Inglewood no cut

People where's so what

Gimme the mic and I'm gone up (damn right)

Hands up just thrown up

The spot has got blown up (tsoo woop!)

Three wheel motion if that ass on the Broamer

The killer gotta ?? up check the tone of my breath

I'm like a pimp preparin' the hit cause you ?? me foul

We wild in the 'Wood got it poppin' in the hood

Quite hangin' when we hoppin' ghetto stars to the ghetto stars



[REDRUM]

Ghetto star

From the West to the South gettin' money everybody wanna know who we are

Ghetto star

Gotta be bank accounts, hangin' out, money, houses, pretty women and cars

Ghetto star

Be the hustlers, to ballers, to shot callers, to killers, to ??

Only the realest can feel us

Ghetto star

Livin' life in the fast lane, hangin' on the block where we grew up hard



[SQUEAK-RU]

Where my dogs at?

I gotta sky mask and we will blast in fast, buster

I'ma dressed in all black

If you can't swim you bound the drown

Inglewood Gangsta Affiliated (Inglewood!)

And we gets down

The downest gangstas that you ever saw

I got homies ditchin' the law

And bankin' corners off Crenshaw

We do dirt and live life straight illegal

We toast hoodratz and hot low-low on gold Eagles

77 to 92 and QS gangstas

5-hundred block 10-4 and them

Center Park bangers

My homies in the Avenue are doin' way too much

My dogs in the 'Nelas they ain't scared to bust

We ghetto stars, we ghetto stars

We ghetto stars, ghetto stars and y'all know who we are

Ghetto stars (you know)

Ghetto stars (you know who we are)

Ghetto stars



[BIG WY]

Y'all charge it to the game now you got back credit (yeah)

Turn your back on the hood we all soon all regret it

Why you askin' my homies when you know Big Wy said it

Come ahead with that bull and get your own chest shredded (braaa!)

The game wanna check my life but I just won't let it

Tryin' to stack paper so when I'm headed I'm still breath it

I'm from the Inglewood Bottoms

West/Side connected (yeah)

Why I kept my eyes on the street

So the bangers was profect it

By peas

Wrappin' them up and Fed Ex-ed it

Most of all don't around so the dogs don't detect it

Travel in a dark road

Wonder why I'm headed

I need a chick when I come on late

She don't sweat it

Life in money is the answer

No more ?? expect it

So why you broke

And spend your plan I just deflect it

I'm like the crack in the 80s fullest the streets at least expected

Would like to stay hollow but I got a baby at home naked



If you can feel us throw your hands up..



Ghetto Stars..