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Utwór: Ghetto Life

  • wykonawca: Baby Aka The #1 Stunna
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[Man talking]
  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 M
  And 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 fuckin boss up in here
  How much it cost for this here?
  How much it cost for this year?
  Cuz 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, Birdman
  See 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?)
  Cuz 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 (fuck 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]
  Birdman
  Fly, 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]

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