Yung Greeneyez - Maruja

Yeah, we gonna do it like this or blast on the path!
Get down wit 'Ghetto Youth' (repeat)
Get to it 'til yuh can't!
Get down wit 'Ghetto'
Get down wit 'Ghetto' Youth' (repeat)

Damn you little Ram
You've been a jam
I pose my stance
I take that chance
And make you dance
I live my life, you dance, you jam
So why you care bout what I am
The life I live, you try to dare
You read on this, I slay you there
A real kunt bitch, attack alert
You haters is mad, I built my share
Maruja is him, I'm doing me
Just like the beat, the ghetto me (the ghetto me)

Get down wit 'Ghetto Youth' (repeat)
Get to it 'til yuh can't!

What's good wit ya
Son of a lover, gander wit ya
When I beat that drum upon your chest
You wheezin' upon your breath
Asthma pump not medicated
Grind to the beat, cuz it's getting crazy with me
When I sing that song that makes you numb
That makes you jump when you can't take life no more
So I fuck up your fun, when a Kunt is trying to turn up
Cuz I hit that Boricua rhythm upon your system
That West Indian Bass upon your
Passa-Passa, Perreo, Regguetona
Get off your seat, c'mon and dance this Island House with me now...

Ooh my...
I love the way you're live
Your heart is just like diamonds in the sky that's out tonight
Ooh you and I, forever be the one
I love the way you turn up
The crazy things that's on your mind
Oh me and my soul, I'd love to give them more
But I can't seem to do it when they talk shit behind my back
So you and I, forever be the one to
Get down with 'Ghetto Youth'
That comes from Mars
Was born in March
The sign of Aries, Maruja!

Wit, down wit 'Ghetto Youth'
Get down wit 'Ghetto Youth'! (repeat)
Get to it 'til yuh can't!

[Verse]
I was in the""Eight-Six-'O"" (860)
Chillin' with the kunts in the ghetto
In Broad Street, broad day, my bitches callin' me Maruja
Ratchet, loud, feminine and kunty
Now everybody wanna know who Maruja
'Brujo del Bloque', '¿Que pasa pendeja?'
Raised Gurabeño, Caguas, Santurce, Jamaica
I'm smokin' like a 'Rasta'
Passa-Passa, Perreo, Regguetona, Calypso
Whine your hips you 'Ratchet' Maruja
Fuck up the fun and attack that bruja
Don't get mad cuz I chilled wit ya nigga
Roll up a blunt, I'ma fuck wit ya nigga
Villain of Hartford, I am Maruja
Now everybody wanna know who that? Who? What?
These faggots swear that they know me too much
I'm leaving all of them lookin' quite too rough
Bitches got nothin' for me but their two blunts
Niggas in the hood strapped up like the 'Blue Bloods'

What's good wit ya
Son of a lover, gander wit ya
When I beat that drum upon your chest
You wheezin' upon your breath
Asthma pump not medicated
Grind to the beat, cuz it's getting crazy with me
When I sing that song that makes you numb
That makes you jump when you can't take life no more
So I fuck up your fun, when a Kunt is trying to turn up
Cuz I hit that Boricua rhythm upon your system
That West Indian Bass upon your...

Ooh my...
I love the way you're live
Your heart is just like diamonds in the sky that's out tonight
Ooh you and I, forever be the one
I love the way you turn up
The crazy things that's on your mind
Oh me and my soul, I'd love to give them more
But I can't seem to do it when they talk shit behind my back
So you and I, forever be the one to
Get down with 'Ghetto Youth'
That comes from Mars
Was born in March
The sign of....Yeah, yeah, yeah!

What's good wit ya
Son of a lover, gander wit ya
When I beat that drum!
...That song that makes you numb
That makes you jump when you can't take life no more, nah!
When I beat that drum!
When I beat that drum!
That drum!

Written by:
ALEXIER SOTO-CARLO, BRYAN MUELLER

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