Текст песни: E-40 - Ghetto Celebrity



[E-40]

Ghetto celebriteeeeeee... ooooh

(You ain`t heard shit, you ain`t did shit

`til you got yo` wig split)

From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

{Nobody.. nobody}



From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

(You ain`t did shit, you ain`t heard shit

`til you got yo` wig split)

From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

{Nobody.. nobody}



Ahhh (AHHHH)

I got straight thrick-fifty-fifty-seven, reasons

that are criminals, thugs, hoodlums, heathens

Smoke wet, daddies, sherm, high

Bloop bloop dip dip water water fry

Crack, COCAINE yola, bloody sheets

They brought it in on a plane, and I put it on my streets

1300 block, magazine

40 in the kitchen cookin, ice cream

Zippers, zones, her-on and hubba rocks

Gotta little kids to the front yard runnin around distractin the cops

Skirts, breezies felines, hootchies shorties

Playaz pimpin, gettin blunted and drankin forties

Chevies Cougars, Firebirds, ?? and Fairlanes

Monte Carlos, Mavericks, Novas and Ford Mustangs

Bout them dollars (bout them dollars)

Sittin on twinkies (sittin on twinkies)

Need a half a key? Need to come see me, Mr. Local Celebrity



Chorus: Suga T each 3rd line in ()



From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

[From a nobody nigga, ghettofab is the word]

{Nobody.. nobody} (Mmmmmmm, ghetto celebrity!)

From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

[From a nobody nigga, ghettofab is the word]

{Nobody.. nobody} (Ghetto celebrity)

From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

[From a nobody nigga, ghettofab is the word]

{Nobody.. nobody} (Mmmmmmm, ghetto celebrity!)

From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

[From a nobody nigga, ghettofab is the word]

{Nobody.. nobody} (Ghetto celebrity)



[E-40]

BEOTCH! Fo` A.M., tryin to make some bank

with a bulletproof apron, cookin the crank

in apartment letter C, building number three

Where ery`body and their grandma be

but everybody know me though, WE FOLKS

Busted the man they seen us in vogues

Ain`t no, snitch codes

Just pimps and playaz, hookers and hoes

Only problem that we haaaaave, is with the man

Cause a couple of my Sigourney went up in one of my, methamphetamine labs

Double-oh-G shit, we rides, hardtops and trucks

Empty the clip dere, high speeds, dumpin on the cops

It`s mad dope like the Grinch, who did what? Who stole Christmas

Attitude over there by the fence BUTT-NAKED

Toe-tagged him, that`s how they found yo` dirt

Damn, uh-ohh, shit, hold him up

The homey from the block just got busted for robbin an armed truck

Assed out, to` up, stupid stuck

without a doubt, shit out of luck (shit out of luck)

I ain`t no fictionary rhymer, fool I`m a timah

ever since I came out of my, momma`s vagina



Chorus



[E-40]

Been smokin tweed since nine, but I got too used to her

Now I be powderin my nose, with some of that there sugar booka

My G`s tell me I`m out of line but my head is all I can see

I know some timahs that been snortin for years, and they still sharpest

Dude you know the game let me explain you can take some notes (notes)

I never hung around kids, just grown folks

When it`s a drought in the town, we sell BOMB

and let our boys drive our cars to the prom

Vipers, Bentleys, Jaguars, drop-top Mercedes

Porsches, Lincolns Ferraris Volvo S-80`s

Stretchers, choppers, heat mizers and M-16`s

SK`s, sawed off shotguns, AR-15`s

AK`s, fresh out the box, the choo choo train (the choo choo train)

Po-Po, left it unlocked, now that`s some game!

You know, that I know, that you know who I be

Need a half a key, nigga come see me, Mr. Local Celebrity, UHHH



[Suga T]

Never forget a big timah.. ghetto celebrity

Don`t forget me when you.. ghetto celebrity

Hustlin, money.. ghetto celebrity

Do what you gotta do.. ghetto celebrity

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[E-40]

Ghetto celebriteeeeeee... ooooh

(You ain`t heard shit, you ain`t did shit

`til you got yo` wig split)

From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

{Nobody.. nobody}



From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

(You ain`t did shit, you ain`t heard shit

`til you got yo` wig split)

From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

{Nobody.. nobody}



Ahhh (AHHHH)

I got straight thrick-fifty-fifty-seven, reasons

that are criminals, thugs, hoodlums, heathens

Smoke wet, daddies, sherm, high

Bloop bloop dip dip water water fry

Crack, COCAINE yola, bloody sheets

They brought it in on a plane, and I put it on my streets

1300 block, magazine

40 in the kitchen cookin, ice cream

Zippers, zones, her-on and hubba rocks

Gotta little kids to the front yard runnin around distractin the cops

Skirts, breezies felines, hootchies shorties

Playaz pimpin, gettin blunted and drankin forties

Chevies Cougars, Firebirds, ?? and Fairlanes

Monte Carlos, Mavericks, Novas and Ford Mustangs

Bout them dollars (bout them dollars)

Sittin on twinkies (sittin on twinkies)

Need a half a key? Need to come see me, Mr. Local Celebrity



Chorus: Suga T each 3rd line in ()



From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

[From a nobody nigga, ghettofab is the word]

{Nobody.. nobody} (Mmmmmmm, ghetto celebrity!)

From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

[From a nobody nigga, ghettofab is the word]

{Nobody.. nobody} (Ghetto celebrity)

From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

[From a nobody nigga, ghettofab is the word]

{Nobody.. nobody} (Mmmmmmm, ghetto celebrity!)

From a nobody nigga, to a ghetto celebriteeeeee..

[From a nobody nigga, ghettofab is the word]

{Nobody.. nobody} (Ghetto celebrity)



[E-40]

BEOTCH! Fo` A.M., tryin to make some bank

with a bulletproof apron, cookin the crank

in apartment letter C, building number three

Where ery`body and their grandma be

but everybody know me though, WE FOLKS

Busted the man they seen us in vogues

Ain`t no, snitch codes

Just pimps and playaz, hookers and hoes

Only problem that we haaaaave, is with the man

Cause a couple of my Sigourney went up in one of my, methamphetamine labs

Double-oh-G shit, we rides, hardtops and trucks

Empty the clip dere, high speeds, dumpin on the cops

It`s mad dope like the Grinch, who did what? Who stole Christmas

Attitude over there by the fence BUTT-NAKED

Toe-tagged him, that`s how they found yo` dirt

Damn, uh-ohh, shit, hold him up

The homey from the block just got busted for robbin an armed truck

Assed out, to` up, stupid stuck

without a doubt, shit out of luck (shit out of luck)

I ain`t no fictionary rhymer, fool I`m a timah

ever since I came out of my, momma`s vagina



Chorus



[E-40]

Been smokin tweed since nine, but I got too used to her

Now I be powderin my nose, with some of that there sugar booka

My G`s tell me I`m out of line but my head is all I can see

I know some timahs that been snortin for years, and they still sharpest

Dude you know the game let me explain you can take some notes (notes)

I never hung around kids, just grown folks

When it`s a drought in the town, we sell BOMB

and let our boys drive our cars to the prom

Vipers, Bentleys, Jaguars, drop-top Mercedes

Porsches, Lincolns Ferraris Volvo S-80`s

Stretchers, choppers, heat mizers and M-16`s

SK`s, sawed off shotguns, AR-15`s

AK`s, fresh out the box, the choo choo train (the choo choo train)

Po-Po, left it unlocked, now that`s some game!

You know, that I know, that you know who I be

Need a half a key, nigga come see me, Mr. Local Celebrity, UHHH



[Suga T]

Never forget a big timah.. ghetto celebrity

Don`t forget me when you.. ghetto celebrity

Hustlin, money.. ghetto celebrity

Do what you gotta do.. ghetto celebrity

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