For all my Power Ranger lovers, my Winnie the Pooh booty kickers
Mickey, move out, ’cause Minnie, I’m comin’ at you, baby
Bring it on, bring it on, make her bop, uh!
Yeah, here we come! Ghetto Dynasty, Kid Fresh, K-Flex and Mega Box, cold kickin’ it one time for your mind, with a bag of Oreos, get to spin it
I’m chillin’ on the roof with Winnie the Pooh, eatin’ a syrup sandwich, you know what I’m sayin’?
Coming straight from the West Side on way to the Southeast, the ATL, giving a shout-out to the Pope Pimp, K-Dee and all the hoochie mommas in the house!
We’re gonna bust a little somethin’ like this here
Ghetto Dynasty style, fool!
It’s K-Flex and I’m guessin’ you’ll be needin’ a lesson
And you’ll be fleshing like Florida Evans, damn damn damn!
Let’s talkin’ the junk, you chumps
Don’t wanna get jumped, so wassup?
You’re bouts to get busted up
Better protect your neck, when you’re messin’ with Flex, n#gg#!
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The Ghetto Dynasty Lyrics – Ghetto Intro
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