[C-Murder]      Huh say man    you know who get ready bro    it seems like they dont want a young nigga to get rich    make money like we aint supposed to leave the ghetto   but uh   I aint trippin lifes a bitch    you know we was dealt some bad cards but   you know   we gotta deal with it    lifes hard so lets show em show em show em whats up      My gate way tuh hell seems like its constantly open    the reaper is callen so Im constantly smokin   C-Murder aint gonna die in vein    my ghetto ties got me livin my life in pain   see the world knows we gonna be thugs forever    you can take me out the ghetto   but you cant make it better   see the status of your money done changed    but the status of your danger remains the same   I need to clear my head of these evil thoughts    and teach magnolian gateway the shit I was taught   take a ride wit me nigga to eternity    and watch you live tuh see anotha century   lifes a bitch who do you trust i put my faith in my glock    cause I know its gone bust   I used to think the hood was cool    but my ghetto ties keep my checkin in my rearveiw      [Chorus]      Who do you trust?   My ghetto ties got me trippin    and lifes a bitch    they cant stand to see a young nigga get rich   I was thrust some bad cards    became a thug with no love cause lifes hard      who do you trust?   My ghetto ties got me trippin    and lifes a bitch   they cant stand to see a young nigga get rich   I was thrust some bad cards    became a thug with no love cause lifes hard      [Soulja Slim]      Lord control me    you know me    these cards I got to play em    my life is like a game    Im up from a.m. to a.m.   my donner AK hem him    if he dont have none of my paper man    if I let him live    he might take me for a faker   he might try to do a jack and that might cost me my life    if you ever jack its real nigga    you best kill me or pay the price   aint nuttin I aint fallen behind   no street machine tell me what you seen   then tell a nigga about some stoned ass    left the murder scene disguised in army green with a infra beam   own self tryin tuh gum nigga run as soon as he heard the blast fool one   he didnt run tore his ass up with a quick fast sight   witness that murda the first degree my ghetto ties fuckin round wit me   dont do that      [Chorus x 2]      [Da Hound]      How many times have you seen a family nut up and the mom was cut up   I see now but later on Im gonna be seein now    but see how us niggas get caught up    quick to go underwater niggas take advantage of the way   life sold us   Im full of that freeze im fulla them weeds and them v's    2 23s 90 degrees   Ileft them windows down to feel the breeze   my cousin B and me and john in the back seat drinkin off brome    and to the z   thinkin bout the lives we gonna free    now tell a nigga please    soon as we drove up fuckin doe was about to close up    knocked on the doe    nigga hold up you didnt see us rool up   I forced my way in I put my seven to his stars    no time for thankin    is what Im thankin kill a bitch what you fittin tuh say   I went to the kitchen Im flippin pans and pots and spoons    I heard foe glocks   sounded like foe shots commin from the other room   its bout that time for us hounds to get    gonna get the dilly for a milly   went to the next room john jones was in the zone   its over    I come to lay ya eyes buggin out his head    nigga bleedin from the mouth    hes shakin hes on his way out    but its time I took two from behind looked   john at the eyes and said nigga you ready tuh die damn nigga why      [Chorus til end]