"Intro" lyrics

Yo watch out watch out watch out
Oh shit, oh
[*gun shots*]
Now what you bitch ass niggas
[*screams*]

DM

Still ice around my neck
Still (Find me in the Jets)
Still Tims, chunky black
Still (Fitted to the back)
Still just can't seem to get away

We love it here

Still got love in the hood
Still (Smoking on the goods)
Still keeping it real
Still reppin' Divine Mill
Still just can't seem to get away
Ooh find myself here every day
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)
Oh, I'm still ghetto

I know you still ghetto this trip
So it's more quarter juices and chips (Yeah)
Still in the bricks with dead presi's we flip (Oooh)
Peep this, I whips a whip
While twirling a spliff
Not to mention this a 5-speed clutch and shift
I'm still ghetto

Jah Jah's coming through on some new swift shit (Uh)
Bet you see me in the 6 you get scandalous
Playa haters is sick, straight can't handle this
Don't make me whip out them hammers kid
I'm still ghetto

(So I quietly creep, how bout you)
I'm nice with my hands, swift on my feet
(True, though acapella hard, hard on beats)
I'm smooth with that thug shit, you know
(Holla back at me B)
No quarrels, straight to the back
No doo-rag, your brains is out
Throw back Julius Herbertz no doubt
(I got a 5X white tee, jeans are morays
Red Nike head band wrapped around the baldie
We still ghetto)
Ghetto, still ghetto baby