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From The Ghetto Video (MV)




Performed By: SLIMEKEED
Language: English
Length: 3:05
Written by: Dembe Rathogwa




SLIMEKEED - From The Ghetto Lyrics




In the hood smoking woods
Boy you lie you ain hood
I'm from the ghetto
I'm been traping since a youngin
Married to the f*cking money
Make a bitch call me honey
Mane' she horny
Talking bout water
Bout to eat her like a gangstar
Feel like Tony f*ckin tana
She a baddie from from the trenches
Wearing puma she a cheater
You a hater l don't know
If l call she come right now
I be low smoking dope
Cause these niggas f*cking lame
You ain me don't get it twisted
Get the bag instead of hating
I be high on my kingdom
On god l feel like king
Yeah on my kingdom-dom-dom

We chase the bag we never sleep
All about the f*cking bag
Niggas always tryna nag
I take a pill to the moon
I been broke all my life
I'm tryna make it out the hood
With your hoe smoking woods
In the hood we call the shots
Feel like 50 on the streets
On the gang we keep the strap
In the hood we f*cking trap
We the future and you know
Yea the gang they it keep low
Really ready yea to blow
Yea don't try you don't know
Fear losing ? Iike a bitch
And she f*cking go to church
And l hustle everyday and l pray everyday
Star from zero Til we up
Brodie we gone make it out
Feel like future free benz
I'ma buy a f*cking Benz
Shawty lma f*cking Star
I don't have to have car
On my mama lma star
Pull up with a f*cking truck
Spin it like im f*cking drunk
On my mood like a vamp
Bad bitch
Called her badbriey
Bad bitch
Called her badbriey
Fell in love with her height
And called Me nerdy
So bad she a baddie
Shut up you a laddie
Pull up drop the Addy
I b high on my zone
All alone I'm on one
Get it done like a God
Got no gun not a thug
Bad bitch call her Priddy
Bad bitch call her badbriey
Bad bitch call her ?
Get the bag don't complain
Use your brain make it rain
Own lane feel like wayne
From the ghetto from the hood

In the hood smoking woods
Boy you lie you ain hood
I'm from the ghetto
I'm been traping since a youngin
Married to the f*cking money
Make a bitch call me honey
Mane' she horny
Talking bout water
Bout to eat her like a gangstar
Feel like Tony f*ckin tana
She a baddie from from the trenches
Wearing like puma she a cheater
You a hater l don't know
If l call she come right now
I be low smoking dope
Cause these niggas f*cking lame
You ain me don't get it twisted
Get the bag instead of hating
I b high on my kingdom
On god l feel like king
Yeah on my kingdom
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In the hood smoking woods
Boy you lie you ain hood
I'm from the ghetto
I'm been traping since a youngin
Married to the f*cking money
Make a bitch call me honey
Mane' she horny
Talking bout water
Bout to eat her like a gangstar
Feel like Tony f*ckin tana
She a baddie from from the trenches
Wearing puma she a cheater
You a hater l don't know
If l call she come right now
I be low smoking dope
Cause these niggas f*cking lame
You ain me don't get it twisted
Get the bag instead of hating
I be high on my kingdom
On god l feel like king
Yeah on my kingdom-dom-dom

We chase the bag we never sleep
All about the f*cking bag
Niggas always tryna nag
I take a pill to the moon
I been broke all my life
I'm tryna make it out the hood
With your hoe smoking woods
In the hood we call the shots
Feel like 50 on the streets
On the gang we keep the strap
In the hood we f*cking trap
We the future and you know
Yea the gang they it keep low
Really ready yea to blow
Yea don't try you don't know
Fear losing ? Iike a bitch
And she f*cking go to church
And l hustle everyday and l pray everyday
Star from zero Til we up
Brodie we gone make it out
Feel like future free benz
I'ma buy a f*cking Benz
Shawty lma f*cking Star
I don't have to have car
On my mama lma star
Pull up with a f*cking truck
Spin it like im f*cking drunk
On my mood like a vamp
Bad bitch
Called her badbriey
Bad bitch
Called her badbriey
Fell in love with her height
And called Me nerdy
So bad she a baddie
Shut up you a laddie
Pull up drop the Addy
I b high on my zone
All alone I'm on one
Get it done like a God
Got no gun not a thug
Bad bitch call her Priddy
Bad bitch call her badbriey
Bad bitch call her ?
Get the bag don't complain
Use your brain make it rain
Own lane feel like wayne
From the ghetto from the hood

In the hood smoking woods
Boy you lie you ain hood
I'm from the ghetto
I'm been traping since a youngin
Married to the f*cking money
Make a bitch call me honey
Mane' she horny
Talking bout water
Bout to eat her like a gangstar
Feel like Tony f*ckin tana
She a baddie from from the trenches
Wearing like puma she a cheater
You a hater l don't know
If l call she come right now
I be low smoking dope
Cause these niggas f*cking lame
You ain me don't get it twisted
Get the bag instead of hating
I b high on my kingdom
On god l feel like king
Yeah on my kingdom
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Writer: Dembe Rathogwa
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