(Intro: Akon) 

(Baby Cham) 

And this is my story (True ghetto story) 

And this is my story (Real ghetto story, Hey!) 



(Verse 1: Akon) 



See I was born poor like many men and didn't have nothin 

Came to America try to make somethin out of somethin 

You see we Africans we love huntin 

Found my way up to the top like it wasn't nothin 

And hooked up with some Puerto Ricans up in Jersey 

We used to be called the Baldwin posse 

Had it locked we zoned it up to Union City 

And a couple of projects in New York City 



(Verse 2: Baby Cham) 



I remember those days when Hell was my home 

When Me and Mama bed was a big piece a foam 

An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb 

When Mama gone a work me go street go roam 

I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone 

An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome 

I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone 

An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome 



(Verse 3: Akon) 



But cats know better than to play around me 

And knew I kept the AK displayed around me 

And I moved down to the A to find more cheese 

And I found out cars make more than we 



(Verse 4: Baby Cham) 



I remember when we run, Fatta get him knee blown 

An mi best friend Richie get, two inna him dome 

I remember so the avenue tun inna warzone 

An ,Mickey madda fly him out, cau she get a loan 

But, Mickey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone 

Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own 

Now a we a lock the city and, that is well known 

Yesterday Mickey call me pan mi phone 

Mi say Mickey..... 



(Chorus: Baby Cham) (*Akon) 



Wi get di ting dem 

Dem outta luck now 

Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now 

Wi have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk now 

(This a survival story, True ghetto story) 

Rah...Rah..Rah...Rah 

Wi get di ting dem, So dem haffi rate wi 

(*And this is my story, Akon story) 

Cau we a tek it to them wicked of lately 

And now the whole community a live greatly 

(This a survival story, True ghetto story) 

Rah...Rah..Rah...Rah 



(Verse 5: Baby Cham) 



I remember bout '80, Jamaica explode 

When a Trinity and Tony Hewitt dem a run road 

That a long before Laing dem and even Bigga Ford 

When Adams dem a Corporal nuh know the road code 

I remember when we rob the chiney shop down the road 

An rumour have it sey the chiney man have a sword 

But we did have a one pop wey make outta board 

So you know the next day mama pot Overlooaad 



(Verse 6: Akon) 



How could that be? Chop shops in the city call me the ring lead 

Never thought I flee, some how the Po' Po' still caught up with me 

But then I got locked up, then while we shacked up 

Focused on locked up, then they let me out but 

Two years later my brother Screw got shot up 

And got the whole block royal like now what 



(Verse 7: Baby Cham) 



Jamaica get screw, tru greed an glutton 

Politics manipulate and press yutes button 

But we rich now ,so dem caan tell man notin 

Cuz a we a mek Mama a nyaam Fish an Mutton..Ehhhh 

Ova dehso mek mi tell unnu some'in... 

Tru mi dey a foreign now a guy kill me cousin 

An mi here sey TD deh dey but him sey he wasnt 

Anytime mi fly down him a get bout dozen....Cause...... 



(Chorus: Baby Cham) (*Akon) 



Wi get di ting dem 

Dem outta luck now 

Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now 

Wi have whole heap a extra clip cau we nuh bruk now 

(This a survival story, True ghetto story) 

Rah...Rah..Rah...Rah 

Wi get di ting dem, So dem haffi rate wi 

(*And this is my story, Akon story) 

Cau we a tek it to them wicked of lately 

And now the whole community a live greatly 

(This a survival story, True ghetto story) 

Rah...Rah..Rah...Rah 



(Verse 8: Baby Cham) 



I remember those days when Hell was my home 

When Me and Mama bed was a big piece a foam 

An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb 

When Mama gone a work me go street go roam 

I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone 

An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome 

I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone 

An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome 

I remember when we run, Fatta get him knee blown 

An mi best friend Richie get, two inna him dome 

I remember so the avenue tun inna warzone 

An ,Mickey madda fly him out, cau she get a loan 

But, Mickey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone 

Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own 

Now a we a lock the city and, that is well known 

Yesterday mickey call me pan mi phone 

Mi say mickey.....