Ghetto Starz - Onyx

featuring Lost Boyz 

Yo  yo  yo  yo  yo  yo 
I'm a rapper turned rock star 
Word up  what I wanna know 
Yo  I'm a rapper turned rock star 
What  what  what  what 
I'm a rapper turned rock star 
Yo  yo  yo 

[Fredro Starr] 
I'm a rapper turned rock star  in a hot car 
What y'all? The black prop with the crowbar 
No plates off the lot it costs a lot 
You forced to watch hands take they hand off the glock 
Money don't stop long as I stay hot 
Cook it up, chop it up, put it on the block 
Bust a bullet on the chart till we hit the top 
Nigga not too thick, the fold, I'm dipped in gold 
You half a gram niggas, can never slam niggas 
What part you don't understand? I'm the man nigga 

[Chorus: (?)] X 2 
Why not? 
Makin moves and gettin money with my team 
We them ghetto starz 
This here is far from a dream 
Official Nas, here to get up in that ass 
Word up, pour some liquor in my cup and pass 

[?] 
Yo, word up kid, there's mad money in this 
Grab the mic, handle your business 
This here is for Official niggas only, no beginners 
About my heavy metal, run the ghetto, where my sinners? 
You feel me in my crazy world, I only deal with sinners 
Hearin local reports from out the vocal laws up in the game 
You violate nigga, I swear I tear you out the frame 
Y'all niggas know the name, we represent the burrough Queens 
With the same routines run with y'all gats to smithereens 

[?] 
Official Nas, and L-B fam 
Bringin you the jam from the Queen-shy to get green-shy 
Rob with us, shorty it's all live, peep the vibe 
As we keep you wired, so up the stakes, cut the cake 
Regu