Ghetts
Ghetts
Ghetts
Ghetts
Ghetts
Ghetts & Buck Boy
Ghetts
Ghetts
Ghetts
Ghetts
Ghetts
Ghetts
Ghetts
Ghetts & Lightnin
Ghetts
Ghetts
Ghetts
Shortman
Ghetts & Avalanche & Jahova
Ghetts
Ghetts
Ghetts
Ghetts & Demon
Ghetts
Ghetts & Kano
[Intro]
Yeah
It's your boy Ghetto
2000 & Life
This one goes out to my skinny niggas, yeah?
Haha
You know the skinny niggas don't die on this one
Brap, brap, brap, brap
[Chorus]
Just 'cause I'm the skinny sort
They think they can fuck with me
Rude boy, that's a silly thought, more than difficult
Please don't fuck with G
H-E double T-O, might just see foes
And then bust that heat
And keep that on the D-low 'cause I don't wanna sit in court
For twelve months on a spree
[Verse 1]
So tell them punks I'm a G
Beats, I've held, I don't run to police
Now I'm done with the grief, got a gun for the beef
So you can suck your mum, you're a chief
And please don't be under belief
That I ain't one to release slugs for the police
Aim for your head, jumper and jeans
Then jump in the Jeep with the pumpy and leave
It's nothing to me
Tryna play with the big dogs
But you ain't nothing but a puppy to me
A puppy, I've been
Now I'm a big dog, I'll buss at your team
For fucking with me
Have your mum sucking my piece
I've released a couple of weeks
Please don't chuck it with G
All I wanna do is double my Ps and bubble to beats
And go home with a couple of freaks
But no, niggas always wanna put me to the test
See, I see them looking at me, vexed
And I know what exactly what they're thinking
Will he have it? Is he shook?
Will he panic if I put him to the test?
Bad idea, you don't wanna put me to the test
Get left with a bullet in your chest
What you know about guns?
You ain't got the heart to buss
You only buss during nookie with a sket
I be in the hood with a hoodie on my head
You don't wanna see me buss during nookie with a TEC
I ain't a pussy, I'm a bully on the edge
My teeth are crooked, still I got nuni on my bed
My girl's choong
On the other hand, your girl looks like Whoopi the dread
Hungry bitch, I'll give her a cookie for head
And leave her looking upset
Everyday, I hear somebody's looking for Ghetts
Well, if you're looking for Ghetts, then
You must be looking for death
Or looking get left in red, looking like Twin's ex
You think I ain't real, you're wrong
But I'll put you right in ten secs
Cook you alive in less than ten secs
So, shush or die with less than ten pence
[Chorus]
Just 'cause I'm the skinny sort
They think they can fuck with me (never dat)
Rude boy, that's a silly thought, more than difficult
Please don't fuck with G (know yourself)
H-E double T-O, might just see foes
And then bust that heat (buss dat, buss dat)
And keep that on the D-low 'cause I don't wanna sit in court
For twelve months on a spree (fuck dat)
[Verse 2]
I'm better than your whole crew put together
You're all shit, who put you together?
You get booked, but not booked for cheddar
Got rushed but I weren't shook, shook never
Lost the gold teeth but now I look better
All they did is ruin a good sweater
They could never stop me, stop me? Could never
Them boys are fake just like boog leather
And when I see them whenever, whatever the weather
Anywhere, wherever, don't care, it's whatever
Once a pussy, always a pussy
You know who will be scared forever
And I don't know why you think you're real now
You never were, you just gave into peer pressure
I was on my ones, you was with bare bredders
But now it's all guns and holes in their sweaters
[Chorus]
Just 'cause I'm the skinny sort
They think they can fuck with me (never dat)
Rude boy, that's a silly thought, more than difficult
Please don't fuck with G (know yourself)
H-E double T-O, might just see foes
And then bust that heat (buss dat, buss dat)
And keep that on the D-low 'cause I don't wanna sit in court
For twelve months on a spree (fuck dat)
[Verse 3]
Fuck your bad boy image
I'm from the hood but you're from the village
You feel strong? Is it crack or spinach?
Tell me when it's on, I'ma speak till it's finished
You speak like you're illiterate
You got the vocab of an idiot
The streets have been talking
Ghetto is grimy, just keep supporting
Pricks that shit on my name ain't important
Shit on my name, you'll get left an orphan
You can't get gyal, you force 'em
Bareback sex with slags, no abortion
I know you hate me because I'm flash like Gordon
You can't say one, I've been like that from morning
Don't believe me? Ask Stormin
Take this as a warning
[Chorus]
Just 'cause I'm the skinny sort
They think they can fuck with me (never dat)
Rude boy, that's a silly thought, more than difficult
Please don't fuck with G (know yourself)
H-E double T-O, might just see foes
And then bust that heat (buss dat, buss dat)
And keep that on the D-low 'cause I don't wanna sit in court
For twelve months on a spree (fuck dat)
Just 'cause I'm the skinny sort
They think they can fuck with me (never dat)
Rude boy, that's a silly thought, more than difficult
Please don't fuck with G (know yourself)
H-E double T-O, might just see foes
And then bust that heat (buss dat, buss dat)
And keep that on the D-low 'cause I don't wanna sit in court
For twelve months on a spree (fuck dat)
[Outro]
This is my time
You understand me?
It don't matter what you tried to do
You couldn't destroy me
I'm still standing
I'm still strong
Skinny Sort was written by Ghetts.