All nite long babe Fuera de este mundo ella es Con su cara simpática Nunca se me quita Tu piel rozar These are the benjamins Abita mi flow mi fanática De la gheto

She's a girl that can't be beat Born and raised on ghetto streets She's a devastating beauty A pretty girl with ebony eyes She's a Miss Beautiful Supreme A girl that others wish that they could be If there's seven wonders of the world Then I know she's

Well, if you don't know what I mean Won't you stand up and scream? 'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know Well, have you ever lived down in the ghettoghetto? Have you ever felt the cold wind blow? Too many lives they've spent across the ocean Too

Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow We keep it ghettoghetto, you should know Gettin' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh Oh (oh), all my ladies to the flo' Handle it ladies back it up Getting crunk up in the club we gets low, oh They got that southern cookin'

Oh, sleepin' in the (ghetto) ‘Cause that's the life when you're livin' in the (ghetto) And eatin' in the (ghetto) Ghetto, that's the life (ghetto livin') When you're livin' in the (ghetto) Oh, sleepin' in the (ghetto) ghetto (ghetto livin') Oh, eatin' in

To come home She`s just a ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home She`s a ghetto woman, waitin for her man to come home Oh poor ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home A rat run cross the floor, a roach turn up the wall Everything is noisy

Well, if you don't know what I mean Won't you stand up and scream? 'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know Well, have you ever lived down in the ghettoghetto? Have you ever felt the cold wind blow? Too many lives they've spent across the ocean Too

It's a celebration They know who we are by now They know who we are For the ghetto, oh It's time, times like these (Ooh ooh) Champion, the champion (champion, champion) This a celebration, this is levitation Look at how you winning now? This took

My ghetto gospel Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my hands And the red sun sinks at last Into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Without the sound of guns Uh, hit em with a little ghetto gospel If I could recollect before my hood

Love for them that steal in the name of the Lord Dem a tell 'nough lie but holding my bird in a cloud Using the name of the Lord in vein While the people in the ghettoghetto, feel 'nough pain And I remember what my papa told me Remember what my papa told me,