[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]
Ni**a 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, ni**a 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, 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
Ni**a check the background, I got O.G. stripe
Just a hoodrich ni**a 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 ni**as in the penitentiary holdin that life
See I`m stunnin for my ni**as 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 ni**a)
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?)
`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 s**t 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*