Little Ghetto Boys (Explicit) - Wu-Tang Clan/Raekwon/RZA/Cappadonna/Ghostface Killah/Method Man

Put them cracks down you just started slangin' two months ago

Whattup with Larry Francisco tell him to let that b**ch go

Why you standin' there posin' you like Donna Karan wear

Ni**a save that the same sh*t you had it last year

You be runnin' with them outsiders

That sh*t is f**ked up yo we never turn to dick riders

Your Mac is big got a little grip yo

You think that sh*t gon' live what he did what this ni**a said

Remember when his mans got there the whole sh*t was set up

Shut up whole fam want the science and the letter

It got back to me some niggaz in Medina askin' me

You know some niggaz in the gold E-Class splash to me

Yo that sh*t you had in Vegas

Yo it coulda got us both sprayed up they seen the Ac

Know this traitor hair sa-laundry and Shorty like Karan

Her fam major swing kingpins you won't dare front on

Octavia with all the ice on yo

She own a carwash now her little Keon doin' triple life

Marry a son who got baked it coulda been

For a half a cake play the shank maybe bite her

Sh*t is f**ked up when they got us yo

She fainted at her baby wake now watch the breakdown

Face responsibility

She fainted at her baby wake now yo watch the breakdown

Little ghetto boy playin' in the ghetto street

Yo all of y'all niggaz got the whole story wrong

Talk what you talk but twist the real song

When it comes down to this not a licensed driver

Show y'all niggaz whose style is more liver

This is not a act this is more actual fact

Nuttin' but experience placed upon track

With the true sound not lyin' out the crown

When we not workin' we hardly be around

Yeah see the light right now we could fight

You not a real brother you just a fake type

That get on the mic then throw your cliche

Half the East Coast soundin' just like Rae

If you a Gambino give credit to the flow

If you not a part of this kid act like you know

F**k the studio Cappachino the great

Fly cherry head niggaz like planes out of state

I ain't friends with you only my CD hit you

If you want some then stop frontin' is the issue

It's my turn live niggaz could pass

Two-face-ted rappers push they sh*t last

Straight off the edge into the rubbish

Peep my new style f**k Cristal and Moet

I drink Evian water while my thoughts get published

What you gonna do when you grow up

And have to face responsibility

Little ghetto boy playin' in the ghetto streets

What you gonna do when you grow up

What you gonna do when you grow up

And have to face responsibility

Little ghetto boy playin' in the ghetto streets

What you gonna do when you grow up

And have to face responsibility

One is invulnerable

In fact it involves strenuous breath control

Out of all techniques it's the most difficult

The human body has a hundred and eight pressure points

Thirty-six of these can be fatal the remainder paralyzing