"G.H.E.T.T.O." lyrics

"G.H.E.T.T.O."

One, two. Straight up
Attack foots, attack monster
MTV in the building
Check it

I'm G.H.E.T.T.O. please don't act like you don't know
I stay called up when I roll
I'm a lot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O. hot and still my heart is cold
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go

Don't give a damn who's got all that
Don't give a damn who's got who's back
Don't give a damn about no loose chat
I'm a bad boy and I'm all that
Don't give a damn who thinks they're hot
I can tell who's real and who's not
Don't give a damn what tools you got
Sword in ma trousers who wants what
Don't give a damn about bars and clubs
Don't give a damn if you know thugs
Don't give a damn if you sell drugs
Don't give a damns if you are sluts
Don't give a damn how street you are
Don't give a damn how cheap you are
Don't give a damn how deep you are
I'll show you what a chief you are

'Cause
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O. please don't act like you don't know
I stay called up when I roll
I'm a lot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O. hot and still my heart is cold
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go

Stand up tall, you fool
I'm blessed almighty like Sunday school
Cold like winter, not cool
Flexed like seamen, I'm on the ball
So many others with material
How many flex like Dizzee Rascal
Don't follow any rule, not at all
Keep my eyes wide open clock it all
Can't stop me don't watch me
Black-faced cockney, ever so cocky
Trust me, I'm a hustler, don't knock me
Don't back down, easy step properly
Broad-daylight robbery
I've been a thug, MCs don't bother me
Done with the snobbery
Neighbourhood nuisance
These bros ain't forgotten me

I'm G.H.E.T.T.O. please don't act like you don't know
I stay called up when I roll
I'm a lot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O. hot and still my heart is cold
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go

I like to move it move it
You want me, prove it
You got a problem don't excuse it
You got a 9 mm, its a prerogative
Use it, your got a temper, lose it
If not just bounce to the music
That's a better dress anyway choose it
'Cause you know that you can't refuse it
Watch the beat how I bruise it
What I like, well, nod your head, stupid
I ain't cupid, no love lost
I get paid at the end what ever the cost
I'm the boss, still work for me
Don't stand looking pretty like Kate moss
Put your hands up like you ain't got a choice
I bet you know I'm gonna get my point across

I'm G.H.E.T.T.O. please don't act like you don't know
I stay called up when I roll
I'm a lot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O. hot and still my heart is cold
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go

Highly fashionable, irrational, international
Purely classical, love theatrical, tactical
Keep coming with your hits
I've smacked them all
I'm not wasteful, I'm tasteful
Untraceable, but irreplaceable
And I ain't peaceful, I'm leaful
Entertain for all, but unattainable
No one's door mat, I'll die before that
Ignore that, a war before that
I'm sure that, I got the game
I'll lock keep score of that
Dizzee Rascal on the footsy format
I'm gonna go ride with the mahaga
These fake MCs gotta try that
They're really on my level with spider

I'm G.H.E.T.T.O. please don't act like you don't know
I stay called up when I roll
I'm a lot of things but I'm not slow
I'm G.H.E.T.T.O. hot and still my heart is cold
I've been known to lose control
Cause problems everywhere I go


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