[Hook] Not a n***a out the ghetto Tryna make it out the ghetto I got love for my ghetto Shout out to my ghetto It all started in the ghetto [Verse 1] Not a n***a out the ghetto Straight off the corner Thug rules and thug school boy I walked out on ya Save yo whole corner, ghetto remedies Another ghetto n***a up in jail when they sentence me Preach I got enemies Deep but they scared of me Ghetto a** n***a with a rap gift god blessing me [?] taught you mad video games My uncles caught me [?] real c**aine If gods is in vein We all get slain We come to them Glocks Some making the music Some hustle the block Some take what you got Run in you ho-house gotta feed the happy Message to every n***a in the ghetto [Hook] [Verse 2] Get to my ghetto, South Baton Rouge When n***as love me I'm the realest with a thousand goons [?] die with me Boss man got major rank Me and Lil Bleek hitting jack town set about 80 pounds Been on that rail road [?] Lots of real n***as Rick got them soldiers (ask Kurby) Late night, Halloween, real [?] n***as love the ghetto cuz the block always hiring White sheets, sirens, the ambulance they late though The b**hes took they time when the [?] We be stacking dough 14 years old [?] you ain't gon' do that you 14 you coming home For that old lady on the poster junkie smoking dope Lil dude I see [?] For dead homies we got chance Rolex watches we got stacks Another ghetto rich n***a from across the tracks [Hook]