For all my in the hood Livin' the of a ghetto star You know, you how we do it
Just holla my an' witness game official Niggas is so shamed they stand stiff scared bitches While I inside a paradox called my block Though is promise to me, when will I stop?
I hit the an' hope to God I can fly high Witness my enemies die I ride by They shouldn't have tried me I send bodies to their parents up north they faces, they wrists and they nuts cut off
"Fuck 'em all," what I as I dream in tounges Fuck a trick, get me rich an' the will come Bust my gun, 'em all scatter to my nuts only made my balls fatter
Eat a dick, biatch, mercy, that Have them say you comin' back, bring it on, forever you to the pleasure an' the pain, you can go so far Just me ya soul, livin' in the life of a ghetto star
I live the life of a nigga, drug dealer livin' game tight Mug niggas, slug niggas for the fame Laced game, practice on takin' pain Quick to slain an' let it rein through brain
Street smart, efficient, An' keep suckers 'til snitches start smellin' me Movin' with telekinesis Channel 7 at work filmin' different features
Beatin' niggas to an death with their head blown An' to those who didn't make it to the morgue was dead an' gone An' hope got punished, kidnapped Jacked in the back with to they lap rats waitin' to get done
We his ass out, mob related One more found shot up with his dick in his mouth Printed my name in tha as a motherfuckin' G Now the generations lookin' up to me
Walkin' the cemetery, talkin' to my homies that was buried See my enemies wanna see me dead I ain't me, please give me shelter for all my fears Lifted my head my hands, had a palm of tears
I see bodies splashed with acid Two shots rang from the plastic glock, wrapped in Bury the bastard, to notify His family, shit, ain't nothin' to be identified
the crime scene fast Why? Heard the Feds had a for my ass Fly, I won't touch 'til I see Tijuana Set up shop sellin' crooked cops marijuana
Label me a success, I this switch Retired from the life that gave me shit With cash that I couldn't spend, cars An addict for a wife, my as a ghetto star
Got the word that some nerds plot on this Hit the curb, let it swerve, had to stop they No remorse, no repentance as I one down Straight to the morgue as I on shuttin' shit down
soldiers, fucked him up with a mac 4 Torn ligaments, all up in that niggas And a vest couldn't protect flesh 'Cause I got to knock the air outta your chest
Death, apparently wasn't sucker free 'Cause I had all wannabe thug niggas in protective custody I guess they heard that I got birds Thought I was a nerd 'til I bucked one of to the curb
Luxury livin' with dreams of dyin' rich With a team an' clientele on my dick An' gettin' on these snitch bitches riches, by givin' stitches life as a ghetto star
When I up I wanna be like them My life as a ghetto When I grow up I wanna be like My life as a star
When I grow up I wanna be like Live my life as a star When I grow up I wanna be them An' my life as a ghetto star
When I grow up I wanna be like An' live my life as a ghetto When I grow up I wanna be like An' live my as a ghetto star
goes out to all you motherfuckers out there that still Have to to make that money All you on the blocks, sellin' rocks Hand to hand, runnin' the police
I see you live life as a ghetto star Talkin' to hood rat bitches, claimin' you riches from tha playa haters Livin' life as a ghetto
with two strikes that don't wanna see the third I you is the Don Makaveli Livin' my life as a star, fuck 'em