Lost Boyz Ghetto Jiggy Lyrics

Ghetto Jiggy Lyrics

(Freaky Tah/Cheeks talking)

Right now, ay you know how we do

LB fam, one shot dealers, we killas

Why everybody thinkin this funny?

Fuck with LB fam you get laid down loud

Word up we make the realest, come through with killas

Check it out

LB fam's my crew, you know how we do

What we do, we stay true

Come on now, now, now

How we gets down now, now

New York City now, now

OK, alright, OK, alright, alright



Word up, Napolean, Ralph Lauren

Mr. Cheeks, back in that ass

How we do it LB fam style

C'mon, uh, yeah, uh, what

(Lost Boyz now, OK, alright, OK, alright, OK, OK, alright)



(Cheeks)

Many mistakes made, masses committed

Any hot chick that was wit it I was out to hit it

I keep a Yankee fitted, my world stay spinnin

I seen them faggot niggas grinnin from the whole beginnin

Me and my team, man we live life and gettin green

Hot chicks up on the scene, kid we sittin mean

Jewelry's shinin, ghetto cash, mastermindin

Livin life inside the rough but shine like a diamond

I'm tryna make it happen livin life day to day

They say play the way, well that's the only way we play

Families seem like the real enemy

A true, true friends of me is trees and Hennessy

I love the ghetto life, FDR city lights

Burnin L's inside the truck, duckin blue and whites

I play two parts to this, negative and positive

But bottom line, understand man I gotta live



(Hook) 2x

So work wit me understand how I come, ghetto jiggy

Niggas where you from? New York City

The spot where we keep the whips pretty

Cops and these chicks act shitty, ay yo

(Bitches and these cops act shitty)



Ay yo, I never asked for this, I just wanna rap

??? ??? ???,make some figgas, give my niggas that

See me shinin think ya shit is honky dory

Behind the scene it's a real different story

The mad junction, can't let it stress me

I'm at my best, son ya best won' test me?

Once again it's on, official burn out

Don't look, puzzled ???? faces how it turn out

Once in a while I take the train just to clear the brain

People ask me 'what's the deal kid, it's just the same'

You know the night-runners, nothin major

Don't let me and my bullshit invade ya

I know you probably, got problems of ya own

No need for you to zone

Understand, I love this game, it mean a great deal to me

It's my life, can you image how it feel to be?



(Hook)



I remember when ????????

It don't even to start me to reminiscin

About the past when we wasn't gettin no cash

Had the skills, but like a hot chick wit no ass

It meant nada, I gotta get my gid on

I need some chedda in my pocket, hot shit on

The lifestyle'll be butter like the wife's smile

Make a habit, don't break, it may take a while

I'm a hustla, I'ma hustle til the end, too

Starin at that, evil that us men do

Basically it's LB fam all night

And ain't nothin wrong doin it all night

Ghetto Jiggy



(Hook) 5x