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Guilty Lyrics

from Presents G.H.E.T.T.O Stories

"Guilty" is track #1 on the album Presents G.H.E.T.T.O Stories. It was written by Woodford, Terry / Wallace, Jerry / Ledford, Lonnie / Clark, Roger / Ivey, Herbert Clayton / Brown, Jason / Price, Rodney / Dean, Kasseem.
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"Guilty" is track #1 on the album Presents G.H.E.T.T.O Stories. It was written by Woodford, Terry / Wallace, Jerry / Ledford, Lonnie / Clark, Roger / Ivey, Herbert Clayton / Brown, Jason / Price, Rodney / Dean, Kasseem.
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
All my ladies up, all my fellas up
Rudebwoy, yo, yo, yo, yo, get up

Just 'cause I'm guilty
(All my ghettoes up, all my ghettoes up)
(Weh, dem, deh?)
There doing you wrong
(Let's get it poppin', let's get it poppin', yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)
(Jamaica)

Just 'cause I'm guilty
(We burn from Jamaica straight back to America)
Don't live at all
(Philly, Manhattan, yo, Washington)
(Let's get the party started)

Now all my niggas stay dirty dirty, bust rounds by the thirty thirty
Frontin' niggas y'all don't say a wordy wordy
Tired of y'all niggas frontin', and gettin' away
But, y'all niggas ain't gone leave today

I got that hot nine seven shit, drop dime never bitch
Y'all niggas know I ain't even got the leverage
Pullin' out guns huh, never even usin' 'em
Bounty we pull our guns and damn near abusin' 'em

This goes out for my ghettoes in America
Real niggas stand if your fake I ain't hearin' ya
And I don't need you on my album to sell
My name rings bells, so take it to hell
(Hell)

This, is the New York
Uh, stop that shit pause dog bitch rewind this
Oh, and I'm Swizz the monster
Y'all can hate all y'all want Ruff Ryders the sponsor

Just 'cause I'm guilty
(Okay, that's right)
There doing you wrong
(Okay, that's right)

Just 'cause I'm guilty
(Okay, that's right)
Don't live it all
(Okay, that's right, a weh, dem a deal wit?)

From the streets of Jamaica I come in special delivery
Bounty Killer, Swizz Beatz the new discovery
Why dem mess with us and know say shit wouldn't be lovely?
Last bwoy weh diss mi well him still inna recovery

Now they wanna cry when situation gettin' ugly
I am from the ghetto I know nothin' 'bout your luxury
Hear dem cats they braggin' say it's all about the Benji
The riches and the bitches and the ice and the Bentley

I am from the streets where thugs is dyin' plenty
Have to be careful if you die before your twenty
I make a vow mi haffi reach before mi seventy
Brought up inna this thing just for a century, yo

Just 'cause I'm guilty
(Okay, that's right)
There doing you wrong
(Okay, that's right)

Just 'cause I'm guilty
(Okay, that's right)
Don't live it all
(Okay, that's right Bounty Killer, Swizz Beatz)

Yo, yo we comin' through we got that raw
Tell me what you workin' for
We don't care about the bouncers comin' through the front door
Swizz Beatz, Bounty Killer givin' you the hardcore
Everybody standin' up givin' up the encore

Swizz Beatz my logo my motto, represent ghetto
Swizz, on your mark, get ready then let's go
I got to get these pesos to end all my stress so
The whole world mi let know no punk cannot test you

We know it's all good till a playa act up
(Easy)
And then I back up and make the clubs packed up
I, don't drink but, I'll buy the bar
Give it all to the club but, don't crash your car

Tell dem ghetto superstar, that's who we are
If that's not enough man a soldiers of war
With no riches and car, so faggots stay far
And a blar man, a blar don't you see dem too hard?

Just 'cause I'm guilty
(Okay, that's right)
There doing you wrong
(Okay, that's right)
Just 'cause I'm

Okay, that's right
Okay, that's right

You just heard a world premiere, Swizz Beatz, Bounty Killer
This is our year, any haters yo get outta here
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, easy man, just bounce
Just bounce, I'm back on this scene

I got my feet playin' on the ground for you cowards huh
Oh, yeah, y'all ain't ready for the war?
Bounty, I'm a check you in Jamaica
I be in the hood in uptown, New York

Or you catch me down at the dirty, dirty, A.T.L.
Or you can catch me, on the west coast, that Cali, Cali, Cali, Cali, Cali
Catch me at that Midwest, hey, I'm all over the world
Uh, now be easy dog one

Songwriters
Woodford, Terry / Wallace, Jerry / Ledford, Lonnie / Clark, Roger / Ivey, Herbert Clayton / Brown, Jason / Price, Rodney / Dean, Kasseem

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Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing, Royalty Network, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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