Whoooo
 
 Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 
  
  [Chorus: Trey Songz 2X]
 
 I'm from the motherfucking slums where the cops don't come
 
 Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run
 
 You ain't shit without no gun
 
 In the ghetto (ghetto)
 
 Ghetto (ghetto)
  
 
 [1st verse]
 
 I'm from where diapers full of feces
 
 We's endangered species
 
 Bodies lay in traffic, that's right, where the streets be
 
 You ain't seen nothing this obscene from no TV
 
 You would have to be me to feel what Obie's speaking
 
 Bodies leak like steel pipes, it's real creepy
 
 Ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha, Jason Vorhee's
 
 You're boring me with your story, I'm a Detroitee
 
 Craft took my mind so the craft exploits me
  
 
 [Chorus]
  
 
 [2nd verse]
 
 I got no pot to piss in, en route to prison
 
 You don't want it with us nigga, we strapped with nitroglicerin
 
 Our ambitions is some riders, thriving off poor decisions
 
 A blessing nigga still living, still pimping, still visions of
 
 Sitting in that foreign whip, whipping up cola take a lick
 
 To my tongue, numb from the shit
 
 My nuts hung since I was a young one
 
 And that's just the slum fuck of it
 
 I'm pumped daddy gone but, gun in my palm
 
 My momma can't save me her gender is wrong
 
 On my own in this jungle that niggaz call home
 
 What? His momma died from a lump in her D cup
 
 Police freeze 'em up for serving these glucks
 
 It's like a habitual situation, we stuck
 
 The ritual is for niggaz to grab they nuts
 
 And just soak all this bullshit up, where I'm from?
  
 
 [Chorus]
  
 
 [3rd verse]
 
 I'm from real bridge cause, for niggaz living hard
 
 Welfare scarers just most chicks'll buy them broad
 
 Pimping the government cause government pimping us
 
 Rather see 'em suffering then niggaz live it up
 
 Cause you ain't heard? Bird got birds
 
 But the nigga got murd' cause niggaz felt he ain't deserve
 
 What he was worth, he ain't a real nigga from the turf
 
 He was birth with money, that's why they left him bloody
 
 I'm from the streets where most these niggaz nutty
 
 I adapt to em, I'm exactly in tuned with 'em
 
 Strapped with the Mac that extract flesh from humans
 
 Home sweet home, better known as The Ruins
  
 
 [Chorus]
  
 
 Whoaa!