ohh yeaahhh whoaaa ho ohhhhhhh i wonder what my life would be if i had that paaaper i m just a ghetto boy a little ghetto boy they tell me it s like the money power money and power how can this world rotate without this money and power if i had money i d keep my peoples outta poverty cause ain t no more starvin when y all around me this what it gotta be b and every playa got paper shinin like a superstar with matchin minks and gators keepin our family off this poor table cause ain t no food on it and every crab up in this bucket gotta move on it i m just a ghetto boy livin in this ghetto world stayin wit this ghetto chick hopin to have a ghetto girl and after all ain t no spaces for that how can we live up in this world when ain t no place for the blacks cause every dollar got a dream behind it we seem to be blinded malcom x he had to dream to remind us believe me havin money can have this world fucked up but it can t answer yo prayers when you get down on yo luck i wonder what my life would be if i had that paaaper i m just a ghetto boy a little ghetto boy now if i live on top of the world shinin like diamonds and pearls still a ghetto boy a little ghetto boy i done lived my life up in the ghetto mama workin hours tryina feed a family daddy s in and out takin baths wit broken showers next door neighbor gave us the vapors callin cops cause we known to plot break in they home on some bogus capers but i never thought that it would affect me later until i seen the hustle when niggas ridin stretch navigators but more now then later i should come up cause i seen my homie on the block slangin rocks and then his spot get gunned up i never visioned it d be homicide because they told me he ll live that s what they said when my homie boosie died could all these millions bring my nigga back could all these millions feed children could all these millions make my spirit fat would all my friends become my enemies when my family becomes astonished will my strengths becomes an enemy is this pretend to be a vivid and magically a vivid and magically i wonder i wonder  i wonder whoooooaa ooohhh oaahhhhh i wonder what my life would be if i had that paaaper i m just a ghetto boy a little ghetto boy now if i live on top of the world shinin like diamonds and pearls still a ghetto boy a little ghetto boy back in the days when i was poor i m not poor anymore but somedays i said i wish that i was poor again back in the days when i was poor i m not poor anymore but somedays i said i wish that i was poor again i remember when i stole deep when it was cold outside sellin packs and holdin heat run up and i fold in the street penitentiary moldin me and the city get as cold as thugs i wonder will i come up get gunned up turned up or anotha sta tistic and my mama just goin ball istic realistic ally don t wanna do the caper but i gotta get the paper niggas ballin cause the county judge is callin and the lawyer keep stallin why my niggas keep fallin victim to the same old theory another bad outcome leavin mothers just out done then it suddenly just sinked in that my nigga just died last weekend tears rollin and i m goin off the deep end but i gotta stay stong for the mothers and the kids just standin there lookin at the chalk line in his hand was a cocked nine now should i walk a straight line cause time after time i just wanna rewind and talk to you at the grave site gave it to em every day and night but it s alright and i really wanna talk to you i really wanna talk to you wassup junior i ve been waitin to say this for a long time i love you nigga and i miss you i wonder what my life would be if i had that paaaper i m just a ghetto boy a little ghetto boy now if i live on top of the world shinin like diamonds and pearls still a ghetto boy a little ghetto boy 