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
and D.T.S.'s (Oh yes) It's them, Lac Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s (Let me tell you about it) When I first got my baby she could barely start A-hand-me
off I'm running into it See me say he didn't do it, put the nine to his mind and blew it 'Cause some times I lose it, give me a gun and I'll abuse it
told me Everything's gonna be alright I wish I had a dollar for all the times somebody told me Everything's gonna be alright I've been lost in Boston
ain't a playa so, you'll hate on me later I decorate ya clothes, puttin holes through ya paper Reck those, respect the flows and catch kang-goes Professionals tell me
pain and the things that made me (made me who i am) There's no other place that i would rather be (Benzino) i didn't choose this life, this life chose me
streets to pay attention cause I'm ridin' with ya This credibility is what we here for Then why ain't the hoods sellin' units no more (tell me why) Labels
me with my main girl Mary she gon go to war with me hit the floor with me if I go on a caper she gon keep in the door with me I was smokin quick to
-c-u-t-w-i-t-h dem oozies who me yes me call me Weezy West B cause im wilder then the motherfuckin wild west b im so ready are you ready for me young
-W-i-t-h dem Oozies Who me, yes me, call me Weezy West, B Cause I'm wilder than the mothafuckin' wild west be I'm so ready, are you ready for me, Young
[Verse 1:] Now every club promoter wanna bid like auction Cause we pack show Cel-tics like Boston You see me in the lobby taking pics I'm flossin After
for Sw-swingin' for, sw-sw-sw-swingin' for Mercy, mercy, mercy Why they wanna curse me, curse me, curse me Thirsty, thirsty, thirsty Why they wanna curse me, curse me, curse me
's door down. Business is war and you'll never beat me, all you do is cheat me, out of cordables, but you know you'll always see me, on your little tv
're kickin forty's door down Bitch this is war now, and you'll never beat me All you do is cheat me out of Quotables But you know that you'll always see me
drugs in me, I just totalled this ride And totally forgot it came from Tim So, anyone ask for me, you betta' tell 'em You ain't seen or heard from me
and a political pawn the bible is right and all your native culture is wrong next thing you know you telling me 'bout making a song come in the studio, and tell me
in Amsterdam Blowing nine grand Batting a white man Oooooo tell me it's me you want baby Got to tell me Why don't you tell me girl? Tell me its me
I gotta see a girl, she's my biggest fan I gotta see her on the west side She's got the 9-5 and she looks so fly... So, buddy tell me where I gotta go