For all my niggas in the hood   Livin' the life of a ghetto star   You know, you know how we do it   Makaveli      Just holla my name an' witness game official   Niggas is so shamed they stand stiff like scared bitches   While I remain inside a paradox called my block   Though gunshots is promise to me, when will I stop?      I hit the weed an' hope to God I can fly high   Witness my enemies die when I ride by   They shouldn't have tried me I send they bodies to their parents up north   With they faces, they wrists and they nuts cut off      "Fuck 'em all," what I scream as I dream in tounges   Fuck a trick, get me rich an' the bitches will come   Bust my gun, make 'em all scatter   Bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatter      Eat a dick, biatch, mercy, never that   Have them say you comin' back, bring it on, forever strapped   Introduce you to the pleasure an' the pain, you can go so far   Just sell me ya soul, livin' in the life of a ghetto star      I live the life of a thug nigga, drug dealer livin' game tight   Mug niggas, slug niggas for the fame life   Laced with game, practice on takin' pain   Quick to slain an' let it rein through your brain      Street smart, efficient, intelligent   An' keep suckers hitten 'til snitches start smellin' me   Movin' niggas with telekinesis   Keepin' Channel 7 at work filmin' different features      Beatin' niggas to an early death with their head blown   An' to those who didn't make it to the morgue was just dead an' gone   An' hope niggas got punished, kidnapped   Jacked in the back with macks to they lap rats waitin' to get done      We tossed his ass out, mob related   One more nigga found shot up with his dick in his mouth   Printed my name in tha streets as a motherfuckin' G   Now the next generations lookin' up to me      Walkin' through the cemetery, talkin' to my homies that was buried   See my enemies wanna see me dead I ain't worried   Forgive me, please give me shelter for all my fears   Lifted my head from my hands, had a palm of tears      I see bodies gettin' splashed with acid   Two shots rang from the plastic glock, wrapped in plastic   Bury the bastard, time to notify   His family, shit, ain't nothin' left to be identified      Evacuate the crime scene fast   Why? Heard the Feds had a warrant for my ass   Fly, I won't touch down 'til I see Tijuana   Set up shop sellin' them crooked cops marijuana      Label me a success, I made this switch   Retired from the life that never gave me shit   With cash that I couldn't spend, countless cars   An addict for a wife, my life as a ghetto star      Got the word that some nerds wanna plot on this   Hit the curb, let it swerve, had to stop they grip   No remorse, no repentance as I buck one down   Straight to the morgue as I plan on shuttin' shit down      Born soldiers, fucked him up with a mac 4   Torn ligaments, all up in that niggas shoulder   And a vest couldn't protect that flesh   'Cause I got slugs to knock the air outta your chest      Death, apparently they wasn't sucker free   'Cause I had all them wannabe thug niggas in protective custody   I guess they heard that I got them birds   Thought I was a nerd 'til I bucked one of them to the curb      Luxury livin' lavish with dreams of dyin' rich   With a team an' clientele on my motherfuckin' dick   An' gettin' down on these snitch bitches   Protectin' riches, by givin' stitches life as a ghetto star      When I grow up I wanna be like them   My life as a ghetto star   When I grow up I wanna be like them   My life as a ghetto star      When I grow up I wanna be like them   Live my life as a ghetto star   When I grow up I wanna be like them   An' live my life as a ghetto star      When I grow up I wanna be like them   An' live my life as a ghetto star   When I grow up I wanna be like them   An' live my life as a ghetto star      This goes out to all you motherfuckers out there that still   Have to kill to make that money   All you niggas on the blocks, sellin' rocks   Hand to hand, runnin' from the police      I see you live your life as a ghetto star   Talkin' to hood rat bitches, claimin' you gettin' riches   Runnin' from tha playa haters   Livin' life as a ghetto star      Niggas with two strikes that don't wanna see the third   I feel you   This is the Don Makaveli   Livin' my life as a ghetto star, fuck 'em