Letra de Ghetto Stories
Ruff Ryders One, two, one, two Full Surface Ghetto Stories Yeah, yeah Swizz Beatz makin' it happen Listen what the fuck I gotta say I'm not a rapper, dogI'm from the hood I love the hood I rep the hood Lived in the hood Started on the grind Started with a nine Motherfucker, I had to earn mineA lot of niggas hatin' A lot of niggas watching A lot of niggas plotting A lot of hearts stopping (uh, believe that)I'm banging with the beats I'm banging with the streets I'm banging with the heat S to the double I to the double Z Niggas look at me Want no trouble BI'm just minding my business Making money, stacking chips Just minding my business You can catch me in a 360L or Padina Going down to PasadenaThe rubber will peel Your head will peel Your bitches will squeal That's when these hoes dying 'Cause if I'm in court, guaranteed I'm lying Fuckers, I had to get my business right Had to get my money right Had to get my label rightYou can hate all you want I'm here forever Swizz Beatz part, whatever I'm here forever, bitch I'm the monster, get it all right Me and my niggas is dogs And we guaranteed to biteInf gon' pop ya Cross gon' pop ya Waah gon' pop ya Dogs gon' stop yaWe working out the building I started the beats, coming up out of the building Nigga, 2E and the building 700 The Bronx Tenements, where I came up Ain't nothing funny playa For this money, these niggas is hungry, playaThat's right, I love the hood Respect the hood Support the hood Lived in the hood This is Swizz talking This is Swizz rocking Motherfucking thug nigga Up and New YorkingWe love the hood We run the hood We own the hood Fuck what you sayin' dog You got a problem, we gon' solve 'em You got beef, we gon' bed that You got lead, we gon' pop that I got heat, I'ma rock that Motherfucking radio stations, I drop thatI'm the one that had ten songs At one time on the countdown Get your mind right Y'all fuckers thought I bounced forever Y'all niggas better get together or whateverUh, I got beats galore I got beats that'll blow off your project doors Beats that'll flip over your Bentley X-R's Beats that'll make niggas ready for wars Beats for deaf, beats for blind Beats that'll make a thug nigga wanna cock his nine, oh Y'all niggas ain't hard to find Y'all niggas ain't out your mind, fucker We love the hood From the hood In the hood Swizz Beatz and I'm here for goodThis is my ghetto story This is my ghetto story This is my ghetto story Oh, my God!Inf gon' pop ya Waah gon' pop ya Cross gon' stop ya Dogs gon stop yaListen, doing this here Y'all niggas know this, we doing this here Biatch!