Where Ya From - Mobb Deep

Take ah walk in ah ghetto ain't nothing fi smile bout, style bout In ah PMP ghetto youths still ah wild out Bovoni still get the place hot Ras Valley still get the place lock Them Turnky man get the place shot, ah no witness ah find out Virgin Islands grow meh, Got to show meh love All meh friend them ah guide meh, angels up above Like them big fat sister and Romey Every corner meh touch them know meh From the hood we come from I can't forget the love Boy me say, me no bad man But me know 3 over Contant Bout 20 more down ah Savan Burn down yo bridge over London Hold on don't talk bout ah Field man Housing boy ah deh real dan Lime Street don't play no fool on Bare shot ah beat like steel pan Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ghetto youth ah make deh street dem turn up Place so hot they make deh pavement burn up Every night is like ah New Years New mother bawl ah set ah new tears Even though we bad, this is the place where I love This war yard ya grow meh Say meh love yo bad, give meh nuff thing to smile bout True tough love yo show me Virgin Islands grow meh, Got to show meh love All meh friend them ah guide meh, angels up above Like them big fat sister and Romey Every corner meh touch them know meh From deh hood we come from I can't forget the love Ah Ah Ah Ah

I still get it on my own Trigger finger getting itchy for my dome Purple soda pop fizz it ain't foam The feds ain't know about the guns inside my home Real top dog shit Feel like Joeyy got some pretty little pills in my pocket I don't want peace with the enemy, want problems I don't want sweet talk, I just need her bopping I just need you baby Feel like a hermit, money krabbin out lately I couldn't reccomend you even if you paid me Wheres your swag at All I see on you is straight jeans Pour up in my glory fit Rest in peace to Fredo Know that I should kick this shit But I don't see the way home Snakes shift shapes, they in plain clothes Your girl a plain jane, take away the makeup The voices too loud so my blunt going to stay close Pick a name, promise that they on the payroll I just need you baby Feel like a hermit, money krabbin' out lately I couldn't reccomend you even if you paid me Wheres your swag at All I see on you is straight jeans

Where ya at, cold beer sipper? Camo'd out, little Skoal mint dipper Chicken liver, catfish lip ripper Patch on your shirt with your daddy's name Where ya at, Carhartt king? Ridin' around with your Marlboro queen Making a big, loud Mapco scene With a cloud of smoke when you drive away Yeah, there's rednecks in the North Hell, there's rednecks in the South And we all got some kinda twang Little country slang coming out our mouth Stacking bales, spraying the Stetson Raisin' hell, but saying the blessin' I know you're out there Toting a shotgun, I just got one little question Where ya at? Oklahoma to Winona, Mississippi Where ya at? Macon, Georgia, California, Bossier City Country pride is country wide Yeah, we all climbing that podunk ladder So put ya long neck up If ya' got a little hick in your blood Then it really don't matter where ya at Aw, where ya at I'm talkin' moonshine makin', Conway crankin' Neon-chasing folks (ya'll know what I'm talkin' about, right?) You know them diesel-drivin' Country boy survivin' Clampetts coast to coast Well, let your cross tattoo and your colors show (yeah) Y'all, I just wanna know Where ya at? Oklahoma to Winona, Mississippi Where ya at? Macon, Georgia, California, Bossier City Country pride is country wide Yeah, we all climbing that podunk ladder So put ya long neck up If you got a little hick in your blood Then it really don't matter where ya at Where ya at To the United States of America If you're ready to get lit on a Friday night If you're a hard-working, country music loving, fried tomato eating Shirt-off-your back-giving, salt of the earth, bad motherfucker I just wanna know one thing Where you at? Where ya at? Oklahoma to Winona, Mississippi Where ya at? Macon, Georgia, California, Bossier City Country pride is country wide Yeah, we all climbing that podunk ladder So put ya' long neck up If you got a little hick in your blood Then it really don't matter where ya at Where ya' at