Ina Di Ghetto

[Intro: Badness] Ina di ghetto I-I-Ina di ghetto Ina di ghetto I-I-Ina di ghetto [Verse 1: Wretch 32] Where straps are seen more than dads Cos they clap at these boring actors Cos everyone's big with hard weight Now everyone thinks they're Scarface It gets fizzy when their plans evolve And they end up in the can for coke I hope you're serving up (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) Where we wish for better luck (huh) But we still see black cats We get cheese cuh we're lab rats (woah) So then we reproduce And we grind just to feed our yutes Gettin' by's like squeezin' through That's the cycle of me and you We're designed to lose (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) Where the yutes get high off an 8th Ride for their name And love to die for their chain Just cause he swore on his cross That if he gets popped then the war's kickin' off And we'll take it to them Now that's what I call the chain of events If you break out the chain they're takin' your breath (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) Where there's no congestion charge But to roll through my hood there's a section pass I.e to travel these ends There must be family, friends Or you're an outlaw My hood's a tight space, it's hard to get out of Get lost or found gone Cos the kids wid da metal are (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) [Break: Wretch 32] (Huh) and I've come this far I'm in da ghetto like Justin's yard Matter of fact, Justin's hard [Hook: Badness] Life is more than rough, see you You have to be bold and tough, yoooo You have to can hold it up? woaaa Ina di ghetto, ina di ghetto (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) [Verse 2: Ghetts] Uh, I be up from the crack of dawn I ain't Aaliyah but I'm back & forth It's cold but my jacket's warm And even with the heat on my side Some how I still manage to catch cold, my hat's low So my eyes ain't seen Bandana on da neck Cos I might bang a hammer on a threat My nine ain't clean (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) My name speaks for itself If I come to a fight, I'mma leave with a belt or chain But I guarantee you won't leave with your health or name Everyday I see more pain I be tryna get dough four ways In stacks so I couldn't be broke for four days (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) And I scream Greengate all day Cos I'm a Greengate gun-happy goon And before 2007 ask anyone I never had one happy tune Cos there ain't nothing nice round here Nothing but rats and mice round here G-H I'm in an unhappy mood (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) Niggas are wiling out Cos there ain't nothing to smile about Enemies be telling me watch when they find me house I be like mind your mouth From now everything on my mind is foul Fuck a nine to five, I'm like give me a nine A crack a 9 of brown and let me provide the town (I-I-Ina Di Ghetto) [Break] [Hook x2]