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rmc mike & 22nd jim - ghetto love lyrics

[intro]
(it’s a wayne beat)
big flint, what we doin’, n+gga?
yeah, n+gga, f+ck is you talkin’ ’bout?
ghetto boyz sh+t, n+gga, free rio, n+gga
yeah
we on that (f+ck the fire, we got grease)
ayy, ayy

[verse 1: rmc mike]
what you know about ghetto love?
bro said i wasn’t gon’ make it, told him, “bet a dub”
i took a field trip down the way and i met a plug
i know a n+gga turned his fam up from sellin’ bud, nah, that’s real sh+t
i’m a g.o.a.t. ’round this b+tch, you better ask about me
if it ain’t more than a hundred, don’t even brag about it
bring me to a venue in your city, bet i’m packin’ out it
you disrespect me or my fam, we pullin’ straps about it
okay, wrist ’bout a fifty, neck ’bout a buck+twenty
you gotta spend about a dime just to get in touch with me
i ain’t got sh+t for a n+gga that wasn’t on that bus with me
hey, sixty pointers all across the face, my buffs sh+tty
free my brother ri, free my brother ben
sh+t, we all gotta eat, so i’ma cut you in
tell sauce, “i f+cked up, go on and punch me in”
b+tch, i’m down with whatever, go on, jump me in
[chorus: rmc mike]
i’m cashin’ out on anything i want ’cause i’m blessed
gettin’ it off the rap now, i’m long gone from the rest
gotta get that skydweller rose gold, it’s a flex
with this sh+t+talkin’ sh+t, n+ggas know i’m just the best
ain’t no question ’bout it
any n+gga thinkin’ otherwise, make a bet about it
shout+out to the o, every time we make several thousand
bring that m back to flint, we need better housing

[verse 2: 22nd jim]
from the neck down to the wrist, add me up, it’s ’bout several houses
stand on business, n+ggas know we’ll step on sh+t, we got several bodies
really trappin’, really jackin’, but this rap sh+t is just my hobby
touch a hundred, drop a hundred, n+ggas mad they cannot stop it
these rappin’+ass n+ggas really groupies (yeah)
in a penthouse, model b+tches off tusi (yeah, yeah)
how to describe the sh+t, i tell you it’s a movie
got a hundred pounds of lemon screamin’, “move me”
okay, free the members, free the dogs up out the kennel
r.i.p. [?][1:33], r.i.p. t, i can’t forget you
ayy, long shots, no stocks, shootin’ missiles
n+ggas soft, n+ggas softer than some tissue
bro, i’m a six+figure n+gga out the trap, how you love that?
welcome home to meez, it’s only right i got my thug back
if i want it, i’ma cash it, only right, because i’m havin’
n+ggas just be talkin’ to the bank, i just be laughin’
[chorus: rmc mike]
i’m cashin’ out on anything i want ’cause i’m blessed
gettin’ it off the rap now, i’m long gone from the rest
gotta get that skydweller rose gold, it’s a flex
with this sh+t+talkin’ sh+t, n+ggas know i’m just the best
ain’t no question ’bout it
any n+gga thinkin’ otherwise, make a bet about it
shout+out to the o, every time we make several thousand
bring that m back to flint, we need better housing

[outro]
(it’s a wayne beat)

- rmc mike 22nd jim lyrics

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