Canon Groove

[Intro: Pusha T]
(Yeeeeeeah boooooooi!)
What's the size of the rims on that car, nigga, huh?
Can they see that chain from afar, nigga, huh?
Whatcha game be like?
Whatcha change be like?
So whatcha name be like?
Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this.

[Verse 1: Sean Paul]
Tell dem!!!
Connnect de dot yo
Dem and me friend dem ready te hit de block yo
Those who try teh test yuh better mek since yuh better know how
If not yo, then dem gonna lose all dem spots yo
Me and my friend and start collect top dough
Now, with ease, takin' over all territories
Please, don't come in me way when we a squeeze
My shot can be heard comin' out from the West Indies
Smell de gun powder in da Jamaican breeze
Trees, smoke by de pound by de keys
Ladies, nuff nuff like rice and peas
Top notch we top notch so tell dem dey better stop watch
Da way how we be clockin it makin these g's
Grindin' it, yo, pickin up de pace, double timin' it
Yo, up in all yo' face definin' it
Hey, better get your mind in it or else you all gon' get left behind in it, yo!

[Chorus: Pusha T]
What's the size of the rims on that car, nigga, huh?
Can they see that chain from afar, nigga, huh?
Whatcha game be like?
Whatcha change be like?
So whatcha name be like?
Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this. (Yeeeeeeah boooooooi!)

[Bridge: Sean Paul, Pusha T, Simpleton]
Grindin' it, yo, pickin' up de pace
Double timin' it, Hey, up in all yo' face
Redefinin' it, yo, better get your mind in it or else you all gon' get left
Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this
Yo! Ah! Ah! People sell dem soul a for a slice of bread
Don't watch how man business, it make ya eye turn red
Pay attention to like how easy man dead
It's ready been written man it's ready been said

[Verse 2: Simpleton]
Me travel a thousand miles just to lick a guy head
Yuh might pick up teflon mixed with lead
Don't get me angry mon or neither fled
'Nuff snitches a work for CIA and da feds
We beat 'em badly and mek de whole a dem dead
And this de original de badely boom skegereg
Freestyle fanatic, stayin' quietly in da attic
Spittin' like a damm automatic

[Chorus: Pusha T]
What's the size of the rims on that car, nigga, huh?
Can they see that chain from afar, nigga, huh?
Whatcha game be like?
Whatcha change be like?
So whatcha name be like?
Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this.
What's the size of the rims on that car, nigga, huh?
Can they see that chain from afar, nigga, huh?
Whatcha game be like?
Whatcha change be like?
So whatcha name be like?
Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this.