[Chorus: singing] Oooh ahh, Ghetto Ma-fi-a Comin at you live I mean And we we just, don't know no stress, we just roll up Devine and ride In Decatur
rip your ass apart I'm in the, golden tank, no dank No drank, no bank Bad times, writtin rhymes Doin crimes, we on da grind .. Watch me, raise up
I got a message for the K.K.K. (Yeah) I'm goin out, like that nigga O.J. A double murder, went bloody on the pavement It's absurd, but I'm that nigga
[Hook (2X):] Smokin' on da dro You can't act like you don't know Smokin' on da dro You can't act like you don't know Get down, get down on ya knees like
Gangsta niggas on the floor High as a bird or a fuckin kite Sercurity screaming oh-noooo Players thuging in a line Party crunk like I'm on the grind Mtv
tearin' at the clubs Kickin' tables, knockin' over chairs, gloves in the air Sexy darears checkin' everywhere [unverified] Off on the scrilla grind, so I gotta lose my mind Tear Da Club Up Thugs Ghetto
the clubs Kickin' tables, knockin' over chairs, gloves in the air Sexy darears checkin' everywhere [?] Off on the scrilla grind So I gotta lose my mind Tear Da Club Up Thugs Ghetto
niggas on the floor High as a bird or a fuckin kite Sercurity screaming oh-noooo Players thuging in a line Party crunk like I'm on the grind Mtv these
