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"Ghetto Jiggy" was written by Smith, James Herb/bryant, Joel Eddie/kelly, Terrance Cocheeks/rogers, Raymond/boyd, Raphael.
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Right now, ay, you know how we do
LB fam, one shot dealers, we killas
Why everybody thinkin' this funny?
Fuck with LB fam you get laid down loud

Word up we make the realest
Come through with killas, check it out
LB fam's my crew, you know how we do
What we do, we stay true

Come on now, now, now
How we gets down now, now
New York City now, now
Okay, alright, okay, alright, alright

Word up, Napolean, Ralph Lauren
Mr. Cheeks, back in that ass
How we do it LB fam style
C'mon, uh, yeah, uh, what
Lost Boyz now
Okay, alright, okay, alright
Okay, okay alright

Many mistakes made, masses committed
Any hot chick that was wit it I was out to hit it
I keep a Yankee fitted, my world stay spinnin'
I seen them faggot niggas grinnin' from the whole beginnin'

Me and my team, man we live life and gettin' green
Hot chicks up on the scene, kid we sittin' mean
Jewelry's shinin', ghetto cash, mastermindin'
Livin' life inside the rough but shine like a diamond

I'm tryna make it happen livin' life day to day
They say play the way, well that's the only way we play
Families seem like the real enemy
A true, true friends of me is trees and Hennessy

I love the ghetto life, FDR city lights
Burnin' L's inside the truck, duckin' blue and whites
I play two parts to this, negative and positive
But bottom line, understand man I gotta live

So work wit me understand how I come, ghetto jiggy
Niggas where you from? New York City
The spot where we keep the whips pretty
Cops and these chicks act shitty, ay yo

Work wit me understand how I come, ghetto jiggy
Niggas where you from? New York City
The spot where we keep the whips pretty
Cops and these chicks act shitty, ay, yo

Ay, yo, I never asked for this, I just wanna rap
Know my fingers make some figgas, give my niggas that
See me shinin' think ya shit is honky dory
Behind the scene it's a real different story

The mad junction, can't let it stress me
I'm at my best, son ya best won't test me?
Once again it's on, official burn out
Don't look, puzzled then your faces how it turn out

Once in a while I take the train just to clear the brain
People ask me, "What's the deal kid?" It's just the same
You know the night runners, nothin' major
Don't let me and my bullshit invade ya

I know you probably, got problems of ya own
No need for you to zone
Understand, I love this game, it mean a great deal to me
It's my life, can you image how it feel to be?

So work wit me understand how I come, ghetto jiggy
Niggas where you from? New York City
The spot where we keep the whips pretty
Cops and these chicks act shitty, ay yo

Work wit me understand how I come, ghetto jiggy
Niggas where you from? New York City
The spot where we keep the whips pretty
Cops and these chicks act shitty

I remember when there were no [ Incomprehensible]
It don't even to start me to reminiscin'
About the past when we wasn't gettin' no cash
Had the skills, but like a hot chick wit no ass

It meant Nada, I gotta get my gid on
I need some chedda in my pocket, hot shit on
The lifestyle'll be butter like the wife's smile
Make a habit, don't break, it may take a while

I'm a hustla, I'ma hustle til the end, too
Starin' at that, evil that us men do
Basically it's LB fam all night
And ain't nothin' wrong doin' it all night, ghetto Jiggy

Work wit me understand how I come, ghetto jiggy
Niggas where you from? New York City
The spot where we keep the whips pretty
Bitches and the cops act shitty, yo

Work wit me understand how I come, ghetto jiggy
Niggas where you from? New York City
The spot where we keep the whips pretty
Chicks and these cops act shitty, ay yo

Work wit me understand how I come, ghetto jiggy
Niggas where you from? New York City
The spot where we keep the whips pretty
Bitches and the cops act shitty, ay, yo

Work wit me understand how I come, ghetto jiggy
Niggas where you from? New York City
The spot where we keep the whips pretty
Cops and these chicks act shitty, ay, yo

Work wit me understand how I come, ghetto jiggy
Niggas where you from? New York City
The spot where we keep the whips pretty
Cops and these chicks act shitty

Songwriters
SMITH, JAMES HERB/BRYANT, JOEL EDDIE/KELLY, TERRANCE COCHEEKS/ROGERS, RAYMOND/BOYD, RAPHAEL

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