(C-Murder)

Say Magnolia, Gateway bro

It seems like they don't want a young n**a to get rich

Like we ain't supposed to leave the ghetto

I know we tied to the ghetto, but uhh life's a b**h

You know, we was dealt some bad cards

But you know, we gotta deal with it

Lifes hard, so lets show em' what we made of

My gateway to hell seems like its constantly open

The reaper is callin', so I'm constantly smoking

C-Murder ain't gonna die in vain

My ghetto ties got me living my life in pain

See the world knows, we gonna be thugs forever

You can take me out the ghetto, but you can't 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 Magnolia and Gateway the s**t I was taught

Take a ride with me n**a to eternity

And watch me live to see another century

Lifes a b**h, who do you trust

I put my fate in my glock, cause I know its gonna bust

I used to think the hood was cool

But my ghetto ties keep me checking in my rearview

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Who do you trust, my ghetto ties got me tripping, and lifes a b**h

They can't stand to see a young n**a get rich

I was dealt some bad cards

Became a thug with no love 'cause life's hard (Who do you trust)

(Soulja Slim)

Lord you showed me, even dealt me these cards, I gots to play em'

My life is like a game, I'm up from a.m. to a.m

Why don't I AK him if he don't have none of my paper

Man if I let him live then 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 this real n**a, you'd besta kill me or pay the price

I ain't nothing nice, behind the street machine tell me what you see

A tall n**a bout 6'4, last left the murder scene

Disguising in army green

With infer beams on something, kinda gun n**a

Fool one n**a didn't run

My n**s went on and tore up his m**g ass with the bit fast

Like witness that, murder in the first degree

My ghetto ties f**g round' with me, don't do that

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(Da Hound)

How many times, a n**a seen a family nut up

And the momma was cut up, yeah I see now but later on I'm a be senile

But see how us n**s get caught up, quick to go in the water

N**s steady vanishing away like saw dust

I'm feeling that ease, I'm full of them weeds and them fleas

Two 23's, nike's and reeboks let the window down and feel the breeze

My cousin D, my n**a joned in the backseat thuggin' off the rome

And to the Z, thinking about the lives we gonna free

I tell him n**a please (n**a please)

Soon as we drove up, f**g door was bout' to close up

I knocked on the door, n**a hold up, you didn't see us roll up

I forced my way in, I put seven up to his thoughts

No time for thinking is what I'm thinking

Killed the b**h, wouldn't finish shaking

I went to the kitchen, I'm flipping pans, pots, and spoons out

Heard four knocks, sounded like four shots, coming from the other room

It's about that time now, for us hounds to get gone out

Got the dilli, quarter milli, went to the next room

Jhon Jones was in the zone

I saw my cousin Navier, eyes bucking out his head

N**a bleeding from the mouth, he shaking, he's on his way out

By this time, I took two hits from behind

My n**a John looked in my eyes and said n**a you ready to die

Damn, n**a why

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