From hood to hood they see whats hood and know who i be
Verse 1 (Fabolous)
i got the yankee leaning, and im just sitting over the brows and the g4's just getting over the clouds, you cant tell me that i aint whats up right now i gotta bottle of tequila upside down. Theres some chicks with boyfriends that are up tight now, cos they know the big dog had her pups like wow, im stuck in my city ways, im heading overseas with a zip of new yorks citys haze. Hood rats can keep running through your cities maze, untill you get sprayed with the pesticides, i know you and that hoe you best to hide, like the rest who tried and went and testified, of course youre girl wanna slide over and be rubbed and dont mind taking rides over to g dubs, i ride rovers on street dubs, please dont be another dude who died over (?) dubs. Chill
Chorus (Fabolous)
From hood to hood they knows whats hood and know who i be, from block to block they see and knock and know who i be, from state to state they cannot hate the know who i be, from east to west, through the mid-west and down south its ghetto.
It's ghetto, it's ghetto x4
Verse 2 (Fabolous)
I get it jumping like a low low six fo, and bet they hop on it like a pogo stick pro, im chilling with these loko chicks though, that do the kinda things that below in a porno flick yo. You know its him and the gang with the bling worked on that remind you of lemon merangue, but remember the thangs aint to far and you dont wanna hear them go bang bang bang, like John Witherspoon im watching them closely, i know the snakes gonna slither soon, the two tone maybachs getting delivered soon, the back feels like sitting in your living room. Im so hard bodied like the suit on batman, its that man, that backs the backs plaque scan. Im back for the third time, i make words rhyme for a living, you probably heard im still ghetto.Nigga
Chorus (Fabolous)
From hood to hood they knows whats hood and know who i be, from block to block they see and knock and know who i be, from state to state they cannot hate the know who i be, from east to west, through the mid-west and down south its ghetto
It's ghetto, it's ghetto x4
Verse 3 (Fabolous)
They tried to put two nines on me just like gretsky, but my lawyer saw threw it just like wet tees, i smoke till my eyes look just like jet-lis, on islands where the waters blue just like pepsi, ye the trigger just might get squeezed, and the slugs will skip over your waves just like jet-skis, hoes know ghetto from new york, call him the fresh prince and throw rose petals when i walk, they love how i came back hard like good blow, and im still a heart throb to a hood hoe, thats whats hood though yes i would know, thats cos im in the streets like manhole covers, rims look like blades when a fan blow brother, im waiting on a (?) demand no other, cos ive been in it, my time is money and yall couldnt buy 10 minutes, im gone. Catch up
Chorus (Fabolous)
From hood to hood they knows whats hood and know who i be, from block to block they see and knock and know who i be, from state to state they cannot hate the know who i be, from east to west, through the mid-west and down south its ghetto.