Kardinall Offishall - U R Ghetto 2002 Lyrics

** "You're ghetto!" added before every line starting with 'you know...' **

[Kardinal Offishall]

Take it low low low

Yo, yo, yo

You know you ghetto when the money you got is dead wrong

It's royalties from biting Kardinal's song

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 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 know you ghetto when you think you number one with the flow

And you shoutin' out yourself on the radio

You know you ghetto when the polo that you rock

Is on sale at TJ Max from you head to your socks

You know you ghetto when you stuck inside a jail

And them Gators on your feets cost more then your bail

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

CHORUS [Kardinal Offishall] (Circle crew)

(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 your 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

[Kardinal]

You know you ghetto when your boys push crack

And you buyin' crack from them so you can go smoke out back

You know you ghetto when your moms part of your crew

And your nigga's hanging out to get closer to her too

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 know you ghetto when ya, rapping along

And ya can relate to the rhyme I'm spittin' in the song

You know you ghetto when ya best clothes, is your dress clothes

And dress is Paco jeans and Jelly slippers, namean?

You know you ghetto when ya askin' forsome cigarettes

'Cause you can't afford hash to mix with that weed in your stash

You know you ghetto when you tryin' to get your flirt on

And that cock blockin' nigga got the same Gucci shirt on

You know you ghetto when you own two cars

And you need ten from me to buy drinks at the bar

CHORUS [Kardinal] (Circle crew)

(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

[Kardinal]

Yo

You know you ghetto when you bring home your boys

And your auntie's lookin' at your crew like they sex toys

You know you ghetto when your brothers paid from jugglin'

And you driving his Range, talking 'bout nigga we strugglin'

You know you ghetto when ya sittin' down in class

And dang, a cockroach went and crawled out ya book bag

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 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 know you ghetto when ya savin' to buy a key

But your grand pop is still on the corner pushin' that weed

You know you ghetto when you know you not Jamaican

But your clothes say Tommy Sean John nigga you fakin'

You know you ghetto when ya like every other brotha

Rappin' loud, walking down the street tryin' to be discovered

CHORUS [Kardinal] (Circle crew)

(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 your 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)

[Kardinal Offishall]

Going out, to that home girl

And the house niggas

Burgundy co-factory(?)

...

Know what I'm saying

*laughter*

You're ghetto!

...

And by the way you are biting