Ghetto Life - Rick James

[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*

Before hi lay me down to sleep I pray the lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I pray di lord mi soul fi take Yow di city don't love me Mi know seh di city don't love me Mi don't have a job no money Lord di pain mi hungry A just ghetto life Wi a search fi di paradise Da one yah name ghetto life Wi need a way to survive Hoowuhooowu A just ghetto life Wi a search fi di paradise Da one yah name ghetto life The system traumatize Listen to di elder Mi granny never tell mi no lie When shi seh di system it don't right Dem don't have no mercy society Yo don't listen to di ghetto youth voice Meck di ghetto youth dem strive Every body pikiny waan fi know life A di prison an di jail dem find Tell mi wa dem waan wi dead fa Every ghetto youth waan money yeh And dem waan buy a house for mommy yeh In di streets everyday don't funny yeh Mi no know when di hearse coming for me yeh Every ghetto youth waan money yeh And dem waan buy a house for mommy yeh In di streets everyday don't funny yeh Mi no know when di hearse coming for me yeh Colonial brutality Innocent youth get shoot Addi si Society no do nothing fi me Caw mi scheme never benefit through charity Ghetto youth have di true quality Marcus Garvey philosophy Something a go happen in a di inner city And mi granny seh di longest liver haffi si Every ghetto youth waan money yeh And dem waan buy a house for mommy yeh In di streets everyday don't funny yeh Mi no know when di hearse coming for me yeh Every ghetto youth waan money yeh And dem waan buy a house for mommy yeh In di streets everyday don't funny yeh Mi no know when di hearse coming for me yeh

This that mirror talk And that mirror talks Look So I was rappin in the mirror It's an every night tradition 2AM or 3AM See it don't really make a difference Man Said it don't really make a difference I stay up that late to show rappers what really makes us different If I ain't pass you while you sleepin I just shortened up the distance Damn I just shorted up the distance But they know what's coming Fuck it I ain't even gotta finish Man Said I ain't even gotta finish I'm replenished Ain't a gimmick You know that I'm bout to kill again Since when did rapping turn to acting They tell stories that ain't happen You wont find nobody Realer than Me I'm so dope I flow dope Even Mike Myers hit my line to get some mojo I used to watch the major leagues and now I'm bout to go pro Two middle fingers for my logo I swear I'm going loco I'm going chi town crazy Cuz I'm a chi town baby And chi town raised me I said I'm chi town crazy So all them shots cant phase me Bitch stop hating I told em bitch stop hating To keep it real I lost a lot of sleep Was toss and turning To concerned of what they thought of me Oh the irony Damn I love the irony They never would reply And now they never hear replies from me.(beat pick up) See I'm just giving back the energy that I received Pouring henny while I'm swimming through some memories I grind my teeth thinking back to how they slept On me They Flipping scripts But never take a peak behind the scenes Some of the rappers got me fucked up They talk tough But if your asking me dawg they just confused On the gram bragging they've been rappin For Like TEN YEARS? Ten years Bitch I got more songs then you But that's the life we livin See peopled rather tell the world what their going for then ever actually try to get it Guess that's what makes us different Cuz if I ever told somebody what I'm bout to do I guaranteed I fuckin did it I cherish every minute Some people work a 9-5 All their life And they never get around to live it Man that's so depressing Might change my lane But never change the mission Always had that faith like I was superstitious. I tried to show em love but fuck it I'm on kill mode You came into the devil's crib The door behind you sealed close So now I'm thinking I should stomp em with my steel toes They always trynna flex I bet those bruises make em feel swoll So mirror mirror on the wall I'ma need your help I got one request, and then I wont ask nothing else Can you show me everyone that Hope's that I don't fail Damn that's crazy I can only see myself

Reporting live Illest spitta from the chi Always running through my mind And I pray one day I find ya I'll treat you right And I'll never leave ya side Everybody knows your fine Girl I wanna see inside ya Uhh I said I wanna see inside ya Yeah Your always running through my mind girl Yeah I wish that you were my girl But I ain't gonna rush it promise that I'll take my time girl Now your the woman of my dreams I wanna cherish you And Baby you so fly but every pilot Needs a parachute See I can hold ya down straight cuffin like how a sheriff do I ain't gone search the world I know none of them girls compare to you But I understand them boys ain't treated you right So you kinda hesitant of letting me in your life Your scared that if I'm here today Then ill be gone by tonight That one hit wonderous type Cuz usually that's what its like Damn That got me thinking do we really know what love is To some it means the world But to others that word means nothing See People so confused they think love is when they lusting And only get that spark when they be fucking That's real shit But baby listen I'm different So lemme show you I might be playing the game But never will I control You got beauty body and brains Your perfect in case no one told you So lemme treat you how a man's supposed to Supposed to Reporting live Illest spitta from the chi Always running through my mind And I pray one day I find ya I'll treat you right And I'll never leave ya side Everybody knows your fine Girl I wanna see inside ya Uhh I said I wanna see inside ya Yeah Your always running through my mind girl Yeah I wish that you were my girl But I ain't gonna rush it promise that I'll take my time girl See baby I ain't picture perfect Yeah that's true But if I'm standing next to you Than at least I got the perfect view And I don't know if destiny Is real or fake But if there is such thing as fate Than I know I made the perfect move I can show you everything you never seen All I'm asking for is time Mrs. Woman of my dreams Them other dudes would count you out but you can always count on me Yeah So baby tell me whatcha needed Reporting live Illest spitta from the chi Always running through my mind And I pray one day I find ya I'll treat you right And I'll never leave ya side Everybody knows your fine Girl I wanna see inside ya

Long days mixed with long nights It's my life I'ma live it how I like Yeah yeah yeah Big dreams with a big price It feels right So I'm never thinking twice Yeah yeah yeah My life this is my life Uh I'm only trynna live it right Yeah My life this is my life Uh And I'ma live it how I like Yeah Welcome back now you fucking with the big dawg Nice smile you don't wanna see me pissed off They put the ball in my court and I'm bout to swish y'all Pulling up from deep I got that trey like I'm Chris Paul See I ain't never switching sides on the bros I'ma ride to the goals And I ain't gonna slow down Now I've been dealing with the highs and the lows While I grind in my zone And I know I'm getting close now Ion ever take a break or a day off Double OT after OT man I know its goin pay off To you it's just a Wednesday but I treat it like the playoffs I've been giving out this work no need to worry bout a layoff Young spitta from the windy city Blowing trees Blowing green But I never blow a chance homie I Heard that money make her dance on me but mannn I'd rather spend all of the bands on the fam homie Long days mixed with long nights It's my life I'ma live it how I like Yeah yeah yeah Big dreams with a big price It feels right So I'm never thinking twice Yeah yeah yeah My life this is my life Uh I'm only trynna live it right Yeah My life this is my life Uh And I'ma live it how I like Yeah My Rookie season got me feeling like I'm up next I start before the sunrise And finish when the sunset Wack rappers big mad got em upset They Hit me in the DM late night like a drunk text Still I ain't trippin off it They love to hate me but they prolly break these bars down and try to get some tips up off it That shit sounds so exhaustin Faking an image Spending money spending time Yet they never think bout what's its costin But I don't worry I'm authentic No cosmetics Styles augmented My flow ain't got a flaw in it I spit each word as if god sent it I'm prophetic Call medics If you want war homie i'm blood scented Uhh I had to set em straight And show the differences between the minute mades And the meant to stays You see my message resonates above the pen and page I'm trynna show all of my people there's a better way Just cuz we grew up in the hood don't mean we gotta stay I had some homie's love the block but it ain't feel the same Now there's another young soul that the streets have claimed Damn To me it's more than just some rapping thang