Ghetto Life Lyrics - Birdman - Birdman

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) 

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? 

'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 

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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 

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) 

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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 

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 (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! 

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 

It's nothin man, Killa! 

Diplomats, Cash Money 

Baby, holla! 

Jim Jones, Santana, what's good, Roc-a-Fella 

(brrrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrr!) 

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 

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