http://oublierleracisme.skyblog.com <br /> <br />Intro: Ras Kass <br /> <br />Once again, we take over cash <br />Ras Kass, Dr. Dre and Mack 10 connected. <br />We ghetto fabulous baby. <br />The best food, drink and pussy that money can buy. <br /> <br />Verse One: Ras Kass <br /> <br />Every day of my life is off the ringer <br />That's guaranteed, like a fistfight on Jerry Springer <br />I got the hottest flow to hit the street since lava <br />so holla, we all hustle for dollar dollars <br />From Sac to Houston, New Orleans to D.C. <br />We drinkin' V-S-O-P (?) the beats beep <br />Bangin, catch me with a dimepiece next to me <br />My Body all over Your Body like LSG <br />Neighborhood celeb with the keys to my city like the mayor <br />Rookies askin us how to be a playa <br />Get in where you fit in, and never get your ghetto pass revoked <br />No matter how much money you make <br />Stay true to the game loc, guest list terror clothes <br />in jeans and tennis shoes, breakin your strict dress codes <br />Spit lyrical bricks, thirteen deep <br />so I can be richer than Master P sellin 'Ghetto D' <br /> <br />Chorus: Mack 10 <br /> <br />We Ghetto, fabulous <br />Money make the world go round so let's handle this <br />Ghetto, fabulous <br />Broadcastin live from Los Angeles <br />We ghetto, fabulous <br />Money make the world go round so let's handle this <br />Ghetto, fabulous <br />Broadcastin live from Los Angeles <br /> <br />Verse Two: Dr. Dre <br /> <br />You ain't heard of me, you ain't listenin hard enough <br />Started in Compton servin from a ice cream truck <br />Now ten years later whippin a custom Navigator <br />Steppin on your toes playa, stuffin up your alligators <br />I'm ghetto, like Newport cigarettes, feel me <br />Boom bap and slap that ass silly <br />This is for the full time students slash part time strippers <br />And young niggaz, clockin at least five figures <br />Some of us pro atheletes, some of us rap over fat beats <br />Some of us hustle in the streets <br />Twenty deep in Club Nikki's so you know we gots to mingle <br />Trickin' (?) off a pocket full of singles, huh <br />And it's all bueno, musical mafia like Frank Sinatra <br />Pop a thirteen shot glock to make you Go See the Doctor <br />Ain't nuttin nice <br />>From hood to hood, love livin the lavish life <br /> <br />(Chorus) <br /> <br />Verse Three: Ras Kass <br /> <br />Nigga Stu-B-Doo in the GS, three ooh ooh <br />Playin number two Tekken, zero to sixty <br />in six point seven seconds *tires screech* hangin out the window <br />actin up, chickenheads like "You doin fo' months!" <br />Flexin the Rolex oyster perpetual, thirty-five diamonds <br />across the face, still eatin out foam cups and paper plates <br />We don't call it playa hatin in the nine-eight, it's P.I. <br />That's pass intereference, automatic first down <br />Want Juice like Tupac, then Obey Your Thirst clown <br />Be in the PJ's in NY, rockin DK <br />Mix EJ with OJ, OK, we say <br />"L.A. niggaz got crazy came <br /> like John Elway got a superbowl ring" <br />The homies down for whatever, we stack the chedda <br />Swiss bank accounts, and mo' mozzarella fella <br /> <br />(Chorus) <br /> <br />Outro: <br /> <br />Ugh! And it don't stop! <br /> <br />HAHA, WESTSIDE RIDERS BABY, HAHA! <br /> <br />*fade out*
