I Am Songtext / Lyric

G. Rap and my nigga G-Dep

'Bout to do it Gorilla style, you heard

It's a Igloo-Bad Boy collabo thing you know?

Y'all niggaz ain't ready for it



Coming Rambo style nigga

Two guns up

Y'all niggaz better duck down or get your cap lifted off

That's how we doing it for the new millennium, you heard?



Regardless of the wait, I'm gonna stay straight ghetto

Everybody high, don't nobody say hello

Even when the sun shining it ain't yellow

Get out of the borough if you know it ain't thorough



Niggas play ball, AWOL, on the furlow

Still came down on the furl and pumped hero

Red and gray Max's keep as clean as Ajax

Ghettos sling cracks while you niggas pay tax






Now how ghetto is this?

You can catch me in your hallway taking a piss

One hand on my dick, one hand on a spliff

Burnt lips from the roach clip, yellow tips



If we ain't closed, it I get ferocious

Blow this whole shit and leave me in them roaches

In your car motion I cause commotion

And I probably need some lotion but I don't get fucked



I am a ghetto nigga, you can tell in a talk

On the corner selling the snort

It's hell in New York

Won't stop for a minute cops telling you walk



Fake guards telling you pork

Settle for shorts, running from court

Newports, criminal thoughts

On the blocks bodies a court nobody supports



What's a ghetto nigga? Thorough niggas that get cake

Five boroughs of niggaz do his [unverified] a [unverified] flip weight

Change garments to trick jake, yo dis jake

I want it, yo I got warrants in six states



Stay calm in a stolen whip with switched plates

Snitches hate, I never leave a print to trace

Only evidence I leave is hickies on chicks' face

On the corner with the crooked niggas, but yo shit's straight



We start war to leave with these seven revolvers

Shell case never touch the floor, sneaky ain't slick enough y'all

I'm man enough to put on a dress

Creep up like grand-mama and bust y'all



Get close enough to part your vest and tux off

Who would have thought the lady with the car crush y'all

Too smart to get caught, but I got fam up north

So if they put me in cuffs and court, fuck y'all



I am a ghetto nigga, you can tell in a talk

On the corner selling the snort

It's hell in New York

Won't stop for a minute cops telling you walk



Fake guards telling you pork

Settle for shorts, running from court

Newports, criminal thoughts

On the blocks bodies a court nobody supports



Cock back the hammer, slow and pop that cantaloupe

For the venom in my python spit, it ain't no antidote

Jackpot from crack blocks, I was a man of dope

Snapshots'll get your camera broke



Your hoes used to plan a gross with the hands toast

Close and stand opposed

Rubber bands of C-notes, grams of the coke

Razor blade tuck the side the line, the banter of the coke



Watching niggas die with my hand on they throat

Sinkin' river banks and wash up on land when they float

Choking on your own words, should've watched the grammar you spoke

One last final approach, make your whole family ghost



Bust bottles of cham and we toast, to your photo stamped in the post

Sex gland cut off jammed in your throat, man are you gross

Bitch hanging from a lamppost, we shoot from up close

Blow cannons the most, catch an overdose

Nigga, we own the coast

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I am a ghetto nigga, you can tell in a talk

On the corner selling the snort

It's hell in New York

Won't stop for a minute cops telling you walk



Fake guards telling you pork

Settle for shorts, running from court

Newports, criminal thoughts

On the blocks bodies a court nobody supports



I am

I am