Esta noche, esta noche, tú va’ ser mía Tú fuma’, yo fumo, fumo to’a la noche (To’a la noche) Llama a tu amiga pa’ darle a las dos Sé que quieres, sé que quieres, hacerlo bien rico Tú fuma’, yo fumo, fumo to’a la noche Llama a tu amiga pa’ darle a las dos

Who's is this, who's is this, who's is this Right around the way from me Crucial Conflict, Kelly, and Rockland, collabo' Crucial Conflict come out and play, hey come on Crucial Conflict, Kelly and Rockland, collabo' Funny faces is all I see At my place,

Y tú quisieras repetir Lo que hicimos antes Mami, si yo sé que te acuerdas de mí Dime, mami, si yo sé que te acuerdas de mí Dime, mami, uh Mami, uh, lalalalala Yo sé lo que has salido a buscar Perdámonos en la oscuridad

"Run, run, run, from the ghettoghetto bird" Why oh why must you swoop through the hood like everybody from the hood is up to no good. You think all the girls around here are trickin' up there lookin' like Super chicken At night I see your light through my

Nobody's gonna hurt you Nobody's gonna do this for you What you say? What you say? Can I keep us locked in my room I was running through the meadows Through the meadows with my ghettoghetto boy I've been waiting in the corners for you Come on, baby, lift your

(Everything has got to get better) Yeah yeah yeah Hey yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Whoa ho oh oh oh My grandmother suits was tailor made, Sundays Mahalia played

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'

¿Quién te dijo que yo estoy quitao? Para hacerle Guaya, guaya y no diga na' Guaya, guaya, no diga na' Masacre musical Traela pa' aca, pa' ver la que hay Que mas tu quieres de mi? Tráela pa' aca, pa' ver la que hay

Ain't the same young nigga from the ghettoghetto (ghetto) Stack them hunnids up like Lego (Lego) Remember I had to charge my bro for petrol (petrol) I came a long way trappin' off a Metro (Metro) Still got rounds I can let go (let go) Land in any town I smoke

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