| Ok, we got the | |
| Birdman in the building (the birdman) | |
| We got Killa in the building (yeah) | |
| We got Young | |
| Weezy in the building (Weezy)[Verse 1: Lil' Wayne] | |
| Nigga it's, | |
| B-M, J-R, | |
| Weezy baby | |
| Tryna see him, naw, he need to even eighty (shut yo chips up) | |
| And, I ain't speakin | |
| G's, I'm talkin | |
| MAnd I'm walkin like a pimp in (piiiiiimp) them all street tims | |
| Man shorty got more green than a | |
| Boston Gems | |
| Green (?) , they don't cost in rims | |
| Wayne appear, nigga put a walls in ya ear | |
| Let ya know a ****in boss up in here | |
| How much it cost for this here? | |
| How much it cost for this year?'cause | |
| Me and Stunna bout to buy it | |
| Put yo spoons down, | |
| Cash Money off the diet | |
| I pass in a ride on triot, that's traze | |
| But those who was in the days when the teachers was on that pay | |
| I'm raise in the cajun cage, with a bit of amazing grace | |
| And prone to move coke at a amazing pace | |
| Man my daddy super | |
| Dave, let's race it | |
| Real not have me, | |
| B I'ma win it, | |
| I'm a champ[Chorus: TQ] | |
| In the ghetto life, | |
| I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy) | |
| Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets(Somebody tell me what's crackin before) | |
| I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg | |
| I can blow uuuuuup | |
| For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin me | |
| Ghetto, ghetto, | |
| Ghetto Life[Verse 2: Baby] | |
| Aye, aye, holla at me | |
| T-Keez, T- | |
| Keezy, Birdman, | |
| BirdmanSee | |
| I ride in them shake (34's) when | |
| I'm pimpin these hoes (beyotch!) | |
| It's just that, (TQ:Sunshine City!) when | |
| I'm smokin that dro | |
| When it comes to this ice, real livin his life | |
| Get moeny, pimpin hoes, with these ghetto type | |
| Nigga check the background, | |
| I got O.G. stripe | |
| Just a hoodrich nigga flippin birds on a bike | |
| Not survive in this world with guns, pahs, and knifes | |
| Pour out, a lil' liquor, mami lost her life | |
| All my niggas in the penitentiary holdin that life | |
| See I'm stunnin for my niggas with this chromed out pipes | |
| This swish interry foreign german lifes (beyotch) | |
| And I keep this big toolie just protect my ice (holla at me nigga) | |
| I act, a damn fool, when | |
| I'm full of that white (absolute beyotch) | |
| But it's the | |
| Birdman daddy with these ghe-tto stripes | |
| Ghe-tto hood (Uptown), | |
| Ghe-tto pipe (9 Millimeter) | |
| Ghe-tto walk (yeah), | |
| With my ghe-tto life (Beyotch)[Chorus: TQ] | |
| In the ghetto life, | |
| I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy) | |
| Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets | |
| I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg | |
| I can blow uuuuuup | |
| For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin meeeee | |
| Ghetto, ghetto, | |
| I'm a Ghetto | |
| Life[Verse 3: Cam'Ron] | |
| Uh-huh, Diplomats, man listen | |
| Ayyo the duck just born, | |
| I need seven more leaders | |
| C-Five, Fo'- | |
| Fum, and a | |
| Seven-Fo' fever (what else) | |
| Act up though | |
| I let the | |
| Fo' fever leave ya (leave ya) | |
| Dice game, head crack, | |
| Six-Fo' fever (fever) | |
| When I'm in | |
| L.A., I got | |
| Six-Fo' fever (fever) | |
| Fever for the flava of a six-foot diva (let 'em know) | |
| I told the po to feave her, | |
| I'm a bouty crook | |
| Out to juuust, not a chef (?) know how to cook | |
| With the piece stocks, cook up the rocks | |
| Seventh Delenix is hot, | |
| I done cook up the block | |
| Send glocks to ya block, out done cook up yo sspotss | |
| That's how coke for that cook up his watch (what else though?) | |
| I'm one of those, that will look up to | |
| Pac (why?)'cause when | |
| I get pulled over, cook up the cops (damn, follow what) | |
| All they say is, look at his drop (what else?) | |
| Hand on my liscence, look at his watch (**** em) | |
| But, thug shit dogg, we down with | |
| Baby (baby) | |
| We come through clownin baby (baby) | |
| And if we, surrounded babies, ducktape the kids to the wall | |
| Then shoot circle all around the baby, | |
| Killa![Chorus: TQ] | |
| In the ghetto life, | |
| I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy) | |
| Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets | |
| I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg | |
| I can blow uuuuuup | |
| For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin meeeee | |
| Ghetto, ghetto, | |
| In a Ghetto | |
| Life[Cam'Ron talking] | |
| It's nothin man, | |
| Killa!Diplomats, | |
| Cash Money | |
| Baby, holla! | |
| Jim Jones, | |
| Santana, what's good, | |
| Roc-a-Fella(brrrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrr!)[Man talking] | |
| BirdmanFly, to hood near you | |
| Then they got 'em cheap (whoo!)(Yeah, ya know, ya know) | |
| Get that call out one more time(brrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrrr!) 3x*beat fades* |