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"U R Ghetto 2002" was written by Harrow, Jason.
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Take it low, low, low, yo, yo, yo
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When the money you got is dead wrong
It's royalties from biting Kardinal's song
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you thinkin' you a star
And you're waiting in line at the back for drinks at the bar

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you try to do a ghetto song
Of your own down coming out down south
You thought Kardinal wouldn't buss you in your mouf
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you think you number one with the flow
And you shoutin' out yourself on the radio

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When the polo that you rock
Is on sale at TJ Max from you head to your socks
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you stuck inside a jail
And them Gators on your feets cost more then your bail

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you think you represent
But them niggas in the street ain't spendin' a red cent
Ain't tryin' to buy your single, nigga, hell no!
If you dubbin' this right now 'stead of buyin' my album
You're

(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think you a star
Flossin' on the street in the rental car
(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think that youre nice
But the opposite don't look twice
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When your boys push crack
And you buyin' crack from them so you can go smoke out back
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When your moms part of your crew
And your nigga's hanging out to get closer to her too

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When I don't know who you are?
But nigga I know your name 'cause I can read it on your chain
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya, rapping along
And ya can relate to the rhyme I'm spittin' in the song

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya best clothes, is your dress clothes
And dress is Paco jeans and jelly slippers, namean?
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya askin' for some cigarettes
'Cause you can't afford hash to mix with that weed in your stash

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you tryin' to get your flirt on
And that cock blockin' nigga got the same Gucci shirt on
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you own two cars
And you need ten from me to buy drinks at the bar

(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think that you're fly
But the home girls walk right by
(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think ya got clout
But your hair weave keeps fallin' out
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O

Yo, you know you ghetto
When you bring home your boys
And your auntie's lookin' at your crew like they sex toys
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When your brothers paid from jugglin'
And you driving his Range, talking 'bout nigga we strugglin'

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya sittin' down in class
And dang, a cockroach went and crawled out ya book bag
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya tried to rap like DMX
And you get your breddren to do you video
Because you can't afford little X

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When rap is part of your dream
But you can't stay out past one 'cause your mom runs your street team
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya savin' to buy a key
But your grand pop is still on the corner pushin' that weed

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you know you not Jamaican
But your clothes say Tommy Sean John nigga you fakin'
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya like every other brotha
Rappin' loud, walking down the street tryin' to be discovered

(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think you a star
Flossin' on the street in the rental car
(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think that youre nice
But the opposite don't look twice
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're ghetto)

Going out, to that home girl
And the house niggas
Burlington co-factory [unverified]
Know what I'm saying? You're ghetto!
And by the way you are biting

Songwriters
HARROW, JASON

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