Joe Budden Ghetto America Snippet (Produced By C4) Lyrics

Joe Budden- Ghetto America (snippet)

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No I ain't the type to be toyed with, played with or played
Like nah, not at all my man
And he's 500 deep, me and all my fam
With them M16's and them 4's in hand
If it's against me, abort that plan
It's like...JUST when you thought he wasn't lookin'...
I saw that man
Turn into Jigsaw, might "Saw" that man
Then somebody might snitch like "I saw that man"
Turn my jam up louder, the man of the hour
Fans in every H-U, Hampton and Howard
Nah, never ran, not a coward
Keep a gun by me, I learned that from Cam up at Howard
Fam, you want grams in that powder?
Some dirty dudes wit' me like they ain't big fans of the shower
Me? I let the miles on the Land just pile up
And hire house help like I'm Angela Bower

Ghetto America, lend me ya ear
Got some things that I need you to hear
And it goes like: money, cars, hoes
Guns that pop loud
Those the only things us ghetto n____s about
Now Jersey
Queens n____s
Brooklyn
Harlem
Ladies get naked, n____s can get high
Know I'mma be ghetto 'til I die
...tell 'em why