Ayo, ayo, ayo Ain't nothing like some good old ghetto, ghetto Ain't nothing like some good old ghetto Yeah, let me holla at you real quick I'm gonna bring y'all back to the good old, good old days You feel me? Some of that Good old, good old, good old

Even though Jamaica nice You gotta live to save your life After the sunset comes the darkness of the night You better open up your eyes When you're living in in the ghetto paradise You living the life in in the ghetto paradise You living that life in in the

King of my city, king of my country, king of my homeland King of the filthy, king of the fallen, we living again King of the shooters, looters, boosters, and ghettos poppin' King of the past, present, future, my ancestors watching King of the culture,

I go to the grave before I be a bitch nigga Better behave: you dealin' with some rich niggas Started in in the ghetto, now we worldwide Multiplying and I pray to God we never die This is for the soldiers that see the sun at midnight, ya dig Let me slow down

We the best DJ Khaled we the best Who we nigga The winner I represent the ghetto across the world And you represent the horde two hands in in the sky I'm so hood (listen) I wear my pants below my waist And I never dance when I'm in in this place

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 in the ghetto? Have you ever felt the cold wind blow? Too many lives they've spent across the ocean Too

In the ghetto On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' And his mama cries As the snow flies A poor little baby child is born 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed People, don't you understand The child needs a

Through the day and night Yeah, day and night It's a vibe, yeah Feeling right, yeah Keep it quiet Got a nigga throwed (yuh, yuh) So much ice, yeah Fantasize, yeah Through the day and night, got a nigga so

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto 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 In the ghetto (ghetto) Ghetto (ghetto)

Tada tada ta tata Tat tada tada Fi di yute dem inna di struggle Ghetto yute like di teacher But we love life doh Mi grow wid 4 sista one bredda Madda n mi fadda weh keep we togetha