ฟังเพลงGhetto Life (Album Version|Explicit)

Ghetto Life - Baby

Ok, we got the birdman in the building

We got killa in the building

We got young weezy in the building

Nigga its, b-m, j-r, weezy baby

Tryna see him, naw, he need to even eighty

And, I ain't speakin gs, I'm talkin m

And I'm walkin like a pimp in them all street tims

Man shorty got more green than a boston gems

Green, they dont cost in rims

Wayne appear, nigga put a walls in ya ear

Let ya know a fucking 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, thats 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, lets race it

Real not have me, b ima win it, I'm a champ

In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto boy

Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streets

I'm a ghetto life,

any second dogg I can blow up

For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin me

Ghetto ghetto

See I ride in them shake

when I'm pimpin these hoes

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

And I keep this big toolie just protect my ice

I act, a damn fool, when Im full of that white

But its the birdman daddy with these ghe-tto stripes

Ghe-tto hood, ghe-tto pipe

Ghe-tto walk, with my ghe-tto life

In the ghetto life, Im a ghetto boy

Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streets

I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow up

For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin me

Ghetto, ghetto,

Ayyo the duck just born, I need seven more leaders

C-five, fo-fum, and a seven-fo fever

Act up though I let the fo fever leave ya

Dice game, head crack, six-fo fever

When I'm in l.a., I got six-fo fever

Fever for the flava of a six-foot diva

I told the po to feave her, I'm a bouty crook

Out to just, not a chef by 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

Thats how coke for that cook up his watch

I'm one of those, that will look up to pac

Cuz when I get pulled over, cook up the cops

All they say is, look at his drop

Hand on my liscence, look at his watch

But, thug shit dogg, we down with baby

We come through clownin baby

And if we, surrounded babies,

ducktape the kids to the wall

Then shoot circle all around the baby, killa!

In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto boy

Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streets

I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow up

For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin me

Ghetto, ghetto, in a ghetto life

It's nothin man, killa!

Diplomats, cash money

Baby, holla!

Jim jones, santana, whats good, roc-a-fella

Birdman

Fly, to hood near you

Then they got em cheap

Get that call out one more time