[Man Ok, we got the Birdman in the (the birdman) We got in the building (yeah) We got Young in the building (Weezy)
1: Lil' Wayne] Nigga it's, B-M, J-R, Weezy Tryna see him, naw, he need to even eighty (shut yo up) And, I ain't speakin G's, I'm M And I'm walkin like a in (piiiiiimp) them all street tims Man got more green than a Boston Gems (?) , they don't cost in rims Wayne appear, put a walls in ya ear Let ya know a boss up in here How much it cost for this How much it for this year? 'cause Me and Stunna to buy it Put yo spoons down, Cash off the diet I in a ride on triot, that's traze But those who was in the days the teachers was on that pay I'm raise in the cajun cage, with a bit of grace And prone to move at a amazing pace Man my daddy super Dave, let's it Real not have me, B I'ma win it, I'm a
TQ] In the ghetto life, I'm a boooooy (ghetto booooooy) Livin in the ghetto me, in the streeeeeets (Somebody tell me crackin before) I'm a life, any second dogg I can blow uuuuuup For ghetto me, and you to be watchin me Ghetto, ghetto, Life
2: Baby] Aye, aye, holla at me T-Keez, T-Keezy, Birdman, See I ride in them shake (34's) when I'm these hoes (beyotch!) It's that, (TQ:Sunshine City!) when I'm smokin that dro When it to this ice, real livin his life Get moeny, hoes, with these ghetto type Nigga the background, I got O.G. stripe Just a hoodrich nigga flippin birds on a Not survive in world with guns, pahs, and knifes Pour out, a lil' liquor, lost her life All my niggas in the holdin that life See I'm for my niggas with this chromed out pipes This swish foreign german lifes (beyotch) And I keep this big toolie just my ice (holla at me nigga) I act, a damn fool, when I'm of that white (absolute beyotch) But it's the Birdman daddy with these stripes Ghe-tto hood (Uptown), Ghe-tto (9 Millimeter) Ghe-tto walk (yeah), my ghe-tto life (Beyotch)
TQ] In the life, I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy) in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets I'm a life, any second dogg I can blow uuuuuup For me, and you best to be watchin meeeee Ghetto, ghetto, I'm a Ghetto
3: Cam'Ron] Uh-huh, Diplomats, man Ayyo the duck born, I need seven more leaders C-Five, Fo'-Fum, and a Seven-Fo' (what else) Act up I let the Fo' fever leave ya (leave ya) Dice game, head crack, Six-Fo' (fever) When I'm in L.A., I got Six-Fo' (fever) Fever for the of a six-foot diva (let 'em know) I told the po to feave her, I'm a crook Out to juuust, not a chef (?) how to cook With the stocks, cook up the rocks Seventh is hot, I done cook up the block Send to ya block, out done cook up yo sspotss That's how coke for cook up his watch (what else though?) I'm one of those, that will up to Pac (why?) 'cause when I get pulled over, up the cops (damn, follow what) All they say is, look at his (what else?) Hand on my liscence, at his watch (fuck em) But, shit dogg, we down with Baby (baby) We come through baby (baby) And if we, surrounded babies, the kids to the wall Then circle all around the baby, Killa!
TQ] In the life, I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy) Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can uuuuuup For ghetto me, and you to be watchin meeeee Ghetto, ghetto, In a Ghetto
[Cam'Ron nothin man, Killa! Diplomats, Money Baby, holla! Jim Jones, Santana, what's good, (brrrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrr!)
talking] Fly, to near you Then got 'em cheap (whoo!) (Yeah, ya know, ya know) Get that call out one time (brrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrrr!) 3x *beat