Ghetto Life - Screwed & Chopped

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 its, B-M, J-R, Weezy baby
Tryna see him, naw, he need to even eighty (shut yo chips up)
And, I aint speakin Gs, Im talkin M
And Im walkin like a pimp in (piiiiiimp) 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 f**kin 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, thats traze
But those who was in the days when the teachers was on that pay
Im 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, Im a champ
[Chorus: TQ]
In the ghetto life, Im a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets
(Somebody tell me whats crackin before)
Im 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 (34s) when Im pimpin these hoes (beyotch!)
Its just that, (TQ:Sunshine City!)when Im 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 Im 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 Im full of that white (absolute beyotch)
But its 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, Im a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets
Im a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin meeeee
Ghetto, ghetto, Im a Ghetto Life
[Verse 3 : CamRon]
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 Im 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, Im 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
Thats how coke for that cook up his watch (what else though?)
Im 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 (f**k 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, Im a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets
Im 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
[CamRon talking]
Its nothin man, Killa!
Diplomats , Cash Money
Baby, holla!
Jim Jones, Santana, whats 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*