C-Murder Life Or Death[Explicit]

1.Intro(Life Or Death)


2.A 2nd Chance


How many of my tru niggas actually get a second chance at life,
At their dreams？ not many, huh

Started off as a street thug, just hangin' and thuggin'
'89 went to jail for druggin' and muggin'
Poppa please ain't no fuckin' way for me
Throw base for years don't mean you're free
I know my tru motherfuckin' niggas know how i feel
This shit's real i wish my brother wouldn't of got killed
For me to realize the game is wicked
Shit can't even trust the niggas that i used to hang with
Huh, but i remember what my brother told me
I know a real bitch by the way she hold me
I love my tru niggas like i love money
If you fuck with no limit you never find nothin' funny
And i take it to the grave with me
If you shoot first bitch you better make sure you hit me
Cuz i'm known for choppin' keys on my mom's table
I split a hundred g's with my niggas kane and abel
Fast money fast bitches is what i live for
Until i caught a fuckin' bullet in the back, bra
They thought i was dead but i'm still in it
I'm back to life back on top ain't no limit

(chorus)
Back to life (from the cradle to the grave)
Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin' get paid)
From the cradle to the grave
There's some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid
Back to life (from the cradle to the grave)
Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin' get paid)


Tattoo hennessy and weed
Grew up in the project with killers and g's
The last don is known for slangin' and bangin'
Thug niggas 3rd ward cali know where we hangin'
Ghetto's soliders mercenary we rhyme
This game is life or death and its your soul or mine
We don't play no games boy just tryin' get paid
Hope i get rich before they dig my grave
So many penetentary chances feds and demons
So many homies in the ghetto with their soul in strim
Thank god we trust ain't no man gone harm me
My best friend be my lady cuz these fools are fonies
Take heed i been beyond and back
I live my life through the lord, my homey, the greed and the
back
I said： (ughhhhhhh)

(chorus)
Back to life (from the cradle to the grave)
Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin' get paid)
From the cradle to the grave
There's some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid


You couldn't tell me nutin'
A little ghetto child runnin' wild
Shed tears trough years made it hard to smile
Imagine homies dieing while you're standin' right there
My reality's your worst nightmare
And now i'm trapped in the whole fuckin' world of sin
Kill or be killed hit down by the hands of his best friend
You gotta know if you wanna live there's rules to this shit
You can't break 'em if you wanna be rich
And when my homey died and didn't come back
I knew it was on nigga stressed god blessed
Got his name on a tombstone
Some of my friends go out before me and i walk that path
I spray paint your name on the wall and i sit back and laugh
You gotta make decisions make 'em all with precision
Try to make moves and avoid prison
I remember the first time i laughed at the penetentary steel
When the told me spread lift the car i knew it was real
Now i was just out there tryin' gain some strength
Birds came to me one night told me silkk you gotta change your
life
But it was all or nothin' could never settle for second
Gotta make the whole world feel my presence (ughhhhh)
I told my homey don't cry if i close my eyes,
(but silkk the shocker you too young to die)

(chorus)
Back to life (from the cradle to the grave)
Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin' get paid)
From the cradle to the grave
There's some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid
Back to life (from the cradle to the grave)
Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin' get paid)
From the cradle to the grave
There's some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid


3.Akickdoe!


Yo c-murder
Nigga you woke？
Keep your eyes on the rollers nigga.
Pass the weed (ok)
We gon' head up interstate 10
We gon' pick up pimp c, and bun b (that's my niggas there)
We gon' get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it
We gon' handle our business
We gon' smoke
We gon' make it back to the n.o.
Cuz u know whut？
Us south niggaz don't playa hate
We got love from the south, east, west, to the nizorth
But it's your time baby
We gon' handle our business
And we gonna do this shit like g'z
We gonna represent the gizame
Ya heard me？


This game fucked up
I ain't got no friends
I done spend my last 70,000 dollars on a drop-top bienz
Ugh, and i'm a real nigga
Down to put a forty-five to his head nigga
Lay it down muthafucka because i'm bustin' for mine
Take that ine everytime and i ain't try to dine
Niggaz dyin' podarthur (huh nigga what？)
Thank that i'm playin？ (huh nigga what？)
Bust 17 times and let 'em feel what i'm sayin'
Ugk and c-murder
Cadillac and a tank (master p)
Bout to fade the platinum
Smoke some dank and some drank
But bitch luv me when i come to your city
Serve my dick out her pussy
And bust my nuts on her titties
Ugh, it's just a matter of time before i'm up in your house
With my mask on my face and my thang in your mouth
Now get your mind right nigga (mind right)
And make a pimp bitch
And never put trust in a trick ass bitch (trick ass bitch)


I'm bout ta pull akickdoe! (ugggggggghhhhhh!)
Lay down on the flo' (flo')
Want the cheese and the money or everybody gotta go (gotta go)


They try to run up in the manger (run up)
Now hold oon bun b
I see me p and c in danger (danger)
Just like the atf, pd, and texas rangers
Fuckin' with me and my middle fanga.
But to this shit nigga we ain't strangers
But i gotta bust my magnums
Gotta gage these pistols
Hand grenades, and land mines
Chopper smoke bombs and missiles
Some of them bitches whistle
Some of them bitches silent
But all them bitches handle business
All of them violent
Bout it bout it and dangerous
Soldiers that wanna gang with us
Bang with us, hang with us
Get that no limit slang with us
I came to bust every ass in my way till it's over
So get the chip off your shoulder
Feature this
I done told yah
We own 5 on your bitch in your bumpin' conflicts
Nigga i can see that you got plicked
Sit down and take a time trip
This ain't nothin' ta sneeze at
The fear in your eyes i see
Bitch where's the key's ＆ g'z at？


Lay it down muthafucka
Everybody gotta go
Give me the loot is what i tell 'em
When i kick in the doe'
Nigga i'm mad at the world
For my lack of havin' papers
Fuck the law and the cops
Cuz i'm down for a caper


Some say we dangerous
Especially when we broke
I'm mo daily than a dope fiend fiendin' for dope
I just live for confetti
You see i'm daily like freddy
You see i run through your house and leave it messy like messy


I got to much choice in my head
I wanna take my own life
My last chance is a 211
But it got me thankin' twicee
It's a drought right now
So these drugs ain't happenin'
And if it wasn't for no limit
There would be no money or rapping.


You see my boy had an apartment full of keyz and g'z
The word on the street is his homie told his baby momma to
freeze!
You see you can't trust nobody in this dope game
Keep your eyez on your enemies
Stack some chips and get out man.


Give me a ski-mask, a 9
I'll be a down ass nigga
And watch me pull a flee-flicker
And make my cheese get bigger
If i get caught it's 25, but that don't mean shit
Cuz if i go to jail it's gotta be better than living like this
Nigga 2 shots in the air
Cuz i ain't bout bein' broke
And if you bout i make a move
Nigga, everybody gotta go
Just some bout it niggaz from new orleans
With tapes hooked up
C-murder, master p, and ugk
Now nigga what？


4.Constantly In Danger

Constantly in danger, shit, trouble always seems to find me.
Constantly in danger, i can't stay away from this shit

Constantly in danger, to crime i aint no stranger
Test me, damn sure i'm gonna bang ya
I've been known to do what i gotta do
I hang with a hardass crew called tru
Motherfucking feds, they wanna plot
They really think a nigga open up shop
I make millions, huh, off of words
I aint got time to scold g's off of burbs
Bulletproof vest on my chest
And bulletproof windshields to catch the rest
Of a punkass nigga muthafucka round
Aint that cold, a nigga sware i had eight pounds
I keep an eye on my rear view
My money bigger, huh, so i got a bigger gun too
I keep a nine with me, if you want me come get me
You shoot first bitch you better hit me
I keep a close eye on a stranger
Nigga, heh, cause i'm constantly in danger

The world is mine cause i'm in it, and danger means no limit
The world is mine, fool, cause i'm in it, my veins pump no limit
The world is mine cause i'm in it, and danger means no limit

Anamocity, got them haters plottin and got them feds watchin
Tryin to twist a bitch up in knots
With that he said she said pointing at me
Trying to connect the dots, get me locked up for consperacy
Now who that say she knew that, said she did that
With that nigga that got tru on his bizzack
Forget that, you so legit black, we hard to get at so get back
Cause it's a fizzact that we gonna shizzat
Dollars, those down from day one we gonna holler
Devour those in our path shots follow
Knock ya dick in the guts, nigga trust
Momma bust behind a cream bills, smoke in god we trust
And it's a must i represent for my tank dogs
Us against the world so when we come get out the way y'all
Soldier boys and one girl down for a freefall
The industry strangle us, tru, always live in danger

Chorus

Constantly i keep an eye on my enemies
I'm having dreams of a motherfucker bury me
I won't rest till i make a bitch nigga bleed
I'm gettin paid by the gat and the triple beam
All my love is for the thugs on the block
Evil thoughts keep telling me to bust on the cops
Bullet wounds in my back keep me paranoid
I'm hearing gunshots, ducking behind cars
Will i end up in the grave or the penetentary？
Oh god, don't let the reaper capture me
I started off as a street thug
Convicted felon with tatooes and street blood
A second chance when i came back to life
Niggas dying if i think they aint down right
My motherfucking pain turn to anger
Nigga, i'm constantly in danger


5.Don't Play No Games

Bra, why you talkin' that shit, huh？
(what？ you heard me)
Take this shit to the streets right now (you heard me)
All that yappin' and no action ain't called for, you dig？
(for real)(what's happenin')

You don't wanna fuck with c (bad motherfuckers)
You don't wanna fuck with me (just a bunch of bad motherfuckers)
You don't wanna go to war (bunch of bad motherfuckers)


Don't play no games, cuz boy we be bout killin'
You ain't got shit to die for you shouldn't be livin'
Get rid the fuckin' smirk ain't a damn thing funny
All my niggas know we live for weed and money
Platinum and vogues on the walls of my company
Cuz tru niggas live life motherfuckin' g's
Presidents and playin' in every resident
Cuz pumpin' no limit shit is essential
I make money off the words that i speak
I flip a cassette like i used to flip a quarter key
The rap game is like standin' on a block
Every tape i sell is like a motherfuckin' dime rock
Give me the money so you can keep the bitches
They don't play no game c-murder bout his riches
The money talk and bullshit walks pay to get delt with
And haters get they ass kicked

(chorus)
Don't play no games boy, we be bout killin'
Just a bunch of bad motherfuckers just a bunch of thug niggas
Don't play no games boy, we be bout killin'
Bunch of bad motherfuckers just a bunch of thug niggas


A whole bunch of bad motherfuckers
Ya we bad watch us i ain't playin' with your bitch ass
Even if i smoke weed all day drankin' on king cobra
My eyes red my head bad i still fuck over ya
You know the name you know the game and the pain
Bitches still the same bigger bank higher rank
Whatcha thank your head i like your shit don't stank
But you're gettin' spanked i'm gonna get at yours forgot that
thank
You bitch who wrong move i'm gone get you
？？？？ you mental but you been through
Fuck what your friend do and who you came to

(chorus)


We bout murder money weed ammunition guns and drugs
Fake niggas stand correct show my real niggas some love
Mrs. thug i live the life of a motherfuckin' thug
7 digits bigger niggas still fightin' in clubs
You think you saw the worst bitch the worst is yet to fuckin'
come
Up jump and take everyone and your best to fucking run
Shoot first ask questions later
Quick before i lose ya ask what time it fuckin' was
I guess when you're too paranoid smokin' too much motherfuckin'
bud
Don't play no games bitch respect the name bitch
Fuck who you came with and fuck what you sayin' bitch
You heard of mystikal, heard of p, heard of me, and heard of c
Either we solo or we ridin' thirty-d you can't stop me i know
All they can do is watch me drop ya with your eyes closed
In a project curb apartment motherfuckin' dealin'
You wanna know why we ain't smilin' cuz we thugs we mugs
Ain't nothin' bout being friendly

(chorus)(2x)


6.Show Me Luv

Yeah, check this shit out. this is for all my real tank dogs
My no limit soldiers out there buying my shit
Ya know, this is for you, you hear me？

Show me love
When you see me on the tv, show me love
On the video

I got a tank around my chest representing my home
I'm asking all the haters to leave me alone
And uh, much love to the calliope
I'm at the soul train awards representing my court
I did a show up in texas with facing the boys
South park, fifth ward, nigga bringing the noise
Front row, nigga tatooed with tru on his arm
That's props, that's why i put it in this song
Went to cleveland for a three day tour
At the party at the tele couldn't take no more
My autograph sessions at the main event
Thanking all my friends for the money they spent
At the radio they loving my beats
Ninety-three while we be mean green streats
And my success goes to the man above
But uh, i'd like to thank my fans for showing me love

Show me love
All my niggas on the southside
Show me love
All my niggas on the northside
Show me love
All my niggas on the eastside
Show me love
All my niggas on the westside

When i was underground everybody down
Everybody show me love, cause i share common ground
With those niggas that was broke they laughed and joked
Them niggas was broke too but i'm a rapper so they think i'm not
supposed to
But they still on my team cause i got fame
And everywhere i go people be yappin my name
Yeah i know mac, we go back, me and that nigga tight
As a matter of fact he slept at my house the other night
It's cool i let alot of shit go cause i'm ambitious
When i'm fed up, nigga, i'm vicious
Hard to stay focused around these motherfucking locusts
And not to mention all the cochroaches
Crab ass niggas hate to see you lead a barrel
Signed me a contract and got me a camaro
And now they acting like i did them wrong by progressing
I'm guessing that they wanted me to stay up in sections with
little pocket
Money
To get a nigga who was going my way
Y'all niggas dont know, i got so much shit i won't say
I'm damn near breaking in tears as i'm speaking these words
This same motherfucker from the third, show me love nigga

Ya heard me, to all my niggas on the southside
Show me love
Ya heard me, all my niggas on the northside
Show me love
Show a nigga some love nigga
On the eastside
Show me love
And all my niggas on the westside

It's four in the morning, mamma got tears in her face
Love from my tombstone try to relocate
But in my tank lord i got faith
Five hundred dollars or so for my block
Lord knows i couldn't stop
That's a long way from bad credit cards and selling rocks
For the love i've got and in return i'm putting it down
Chi town, on my gd's, on six and thirty hos
And my vl's on the westside
I ride with jack time ballers
Drink alazay (？) and hennessee with jakeville shot callers
I'm gettin love from niggas on breakstreet
And watts, and cappanella park and la
The thirties in the bay, brown love for my esses
That's a long damn way from the parkway
So when i'm home, see a nigga drop a nigga from above
(cmon, cmon) show me love

To all my niggas on the westside
To all my niggas on the eastside
To all my niggas on the northside
To all my niggas on the southside
To all my bangers on the westside
To all my bangers on the eastside
To all my bangers on the northside


7.Picture Me

Intro
Motherfuckers,you see a tru nigga walk on the streets
You step on the side and respect that man
Tru niggas never die we recreate to survive

Picture me a tru nigga
(real niggas don't die.cause tru niggas gon ride.)
Picture me a tru nigga
(real niggas don't die.cause tru niggas gon ride.)
Picture me a tru nigga
(real niggas don't die.cause tru niggas gon ride.)
Picture me a tru nigga
(real niggas don't die.cause tru niggas gon ride.)

Magic：
I been livin my whole life just awaitin this opportunity.
To clock g's and makin you motherfuckers see.
Criminal minded i leavin you bitches blinded.
You motherfuckers should kneel when my thoughts start unwinding.
I joined a force to be reckoned with,and we all tru.
We got political leaders jockin our fuckin crew.
Millionaire mothafuckas but still we thug niggas.
Catch me flossin in hilfigers with my tru niggas.
Coatin bitches only fantasized in your biggest dreams.
Make em scream like master p(ungh!)scream for ice cream.
Got a nigga like mr. magic makin six figures.
It feels good to be a tru nigga.

Chorus

C-murder：
Motherfuckers know i mean business,when i walk in the streets.
I keep a picture of my kid,in case a nigga get me.
Affiliated with this army,and tru be my click.
Tattoes,all up on me,cause i'll die for this shit.
My definition of a tru nigga.i represent it.
Is a soldier ready to ride for no limit,and win it.
And if i lose another tank dogg,he's always in my memory.
I put you in a song and you become a part of history.
To all my real niggas：don let the ghetto take you under.
If you travel the streets,make moves,in large numbers.
A couple guns,some extra clips,don make you bigger.
You need some niggas watchin yo back,you need some tru niggas.

Chorus

Magic：
You have the right to be paranoid
You standing in front of the southern's finest.
Bein broke and livin slow is some bullshit behind us.
Million dollar dreams of gettin rich.
Smokin my weed and drinking hennesey down by the pitcher.
Ain't no slippin because my click is fuckin airtight.
So playa hater get yo shit right.
I annihilate you niggas i think is gonna bother me.
No greater love then bringin myself on my enemies.
So lord forgive me for thinking materialistic.
But society full of bullshit.
I done sold my soul,so you can label me a paid nigga.
It feels good to be a tru nigga.

Chorus

Outro
(laughing.).picture me with tru records
A made nigga.immortal.us niggas never die.we multiply
(laughing).i a make all you niggas remember me
Y'all niggas feel me？


8.On The Run

Go head big baby
Soulja slim's in this mothafucker with da hound from girttown
And c mothafuckin' murder
Know what
I'm saying for the 19 9nickel and three mothafucking pennies
Shit's getting real

Its the glock born shooter so respect him don't neglect him
But check him, quick to blast bullets off in your intersection
You better ask some fucking body bout soulja slim i murdered
them
And i keep it cocked at all times come look at him
I'm inviting you to danger
You best to be a banger
One that don't miss i'm tru to this i' ve been raised
Blues an shit i trained myself for combatbust back as i react
On every attack so niggaz keep your mouths closed
And eyes open
My trigger finger itching to be stroking
Praying and hoping
One of you niggaz build ya'll nuts up to come try me
Last nigga done it bloody body
Him couldn't get by me, why me
A soldier that has a backround of murders and robbery
That shit that used to be my hobby
Never do it sloppy, make the job well done
Get rid of the murder weapon get a new gun
I'm on the run


I'm on the run, so all you bitch niggaz leave me alone
I'm on the run, ducking 2 shots to the dome

It ain't no limit to the mothafucking bitches we fuck
My tank niggaz bout to make the world blow up
We get rowdy in the club, so show me some love
Its been 2 years since i possessed some drugs
Nigga hard times is a thing of the past
Give me 2 keys and i'm gone give you back cash
I'm a hustle til i'm dead, ball til i fall
I won't rest til they put my name on the wall
Tru niggaz gone ride, playa haters gone die
Cause after dollars and cents only the strong survive
With bulletproof hummers and multiple pistols
With solid gold tanks and multiple missles
I'ma bust until i can't bust no more
The magnolia, girttown with the calliope
I'ma no limit soldier they be some soidier too
I represent them killers cause they in my crew


I just hit the streets with my beer
Them niggaz know what time it is
Clear up the streets bitches put away your kids
Shit i'm going out like a gangsta did
Mothafuckers gotta get it how ya live
Shit were you niggas was were you niggaz here
Take a short vacation and niggaz struck fear
Fuck i'm bout to break it down to the nitty gritty
Nigga act shitty i'ma bring 'em back to the days of nitty
Give me a bud, pop the lid take a swig
Give me the other bud, roll a spliff take a hit
I gotta leave 'em how i left 'em down and out
Running about, happy more than a smith n wesson
I took my pistol i struck it to the ground
I want something go buck about a 100 fucking rounds
Plus i want the poi and fucking furl
I'm a broke off that 11500 fuck that girl
Shit give me the wig watch me spilt it dig
Too many niggaz ain't pretty but this nigga is
I got to do 'em like my cousin dave do
Den we tap dem lights mothafucka hey you
Catch the ground up the shit i'ma pistol whip
I be around fuck don't let me catch a nigga slip


9.Get N Paid

Alot of people don't realize
How us young black businessmen down here in no limit doing it
But they do understand we making alot of money

I got it made plus i get paid and paid
You wanted no limit so i brought the brigade
I'm true to the game so i'm draped in tats
The most valuable player because of my stats
All the platinum sales because i'm so gifted
Ya i used to slang i even shop lifted
When i went to jail and went upstate
I beat a charge cause my paper was straight
I wanted a truck so i bought me a nav
An i wanted some pussy so i paid for the ass
I got it made so they call me a made nigga
If rap was dope i guess i'd be a drug dealer
I got the feds all over my dealy
You infiltrate my click, really
Mothafuckers must like to see theyselves get played
Cause tru niggaz gettin' paid


We trying to get paid

Now i came thru the door, i said it before
Last year i'm worth a little something, this year i'm worth more
I gots to get paid, i gots to have it made
Nigga street smarts, my game stay sharp just like a blade
See i'm a be worth something an see if i don't get killed
I'm trying to be the first nigga out the projects worth more
than a mil
I smash something think about the future so i stash something
Don't think the money will change me i'm still down to
click-click and blast something
See i gots to get cash but i guess it be in time
Now see you gotta get yours i gotta get mine
And when i get something for niggaz its the most popular kind
And when i buy something that's for me nigga its top of the line
Now nigga on the real i gots to fulfill my own dreams
Fuck going to the game and trying to own my own team
Nigga believe i scheme shit to dream shit the paper
Chasin' tryin' to make mils on the real so stop hating


10.Only The Strong Survive

Can't no one out side infiltrate this no limit organization
So prepare yourself prepare for a battle

Chorus 2x
Real niggaz going to ride playa haters going to die because
after
Dollars and cents only the strong survive

In gats we trust no limit niggaz going to bust
If you ride with me you gots to die with me
Put your rags in the air here comes the brigade
I sold dope on the block cause true niggaz get paid
Army fitues with my boots and my gat
Luitentant of a bunch of niggaz
Paid and strapped we got we got bitches and blunta
We got weed and money representant them killaz
And them haters be running i got bitch niggaz
Anticipating my deck scared to show they face
Cause they scared rap huh
My money to big for them pigs to jock me
We ghetto millionares so them feds going to watch me
Paper chasing for green ain't no punks on my team
I live the life of a thug fo fill'in my dream
Fake niggaz going to crumble at the site of my nine
No limit soldier don't fall off real niggaz going to ride

Chorus 2x

Oh lord can you feel me
Or tell me why my lil' brother kevin miller
Had to die and i still hear
Gun shots when i sleep so i'm sayin
Fuck the world and the police
Incarcerated by the ghetto so we trapped
That's why broke niggaz in the hood bust caps
Nigga said gangsters make good politicians
And that is why we stay strong black and independant
So the world is like fuck a viatnam
I wish i was the president i could send the bomb
Penaitentary's stay packed now they filing forms
For mexicans and blacks ugh

Chorus 4x

Ugh only the motherfucking strong surive
C-murder master p eternity nigga
Whats up silkk


11.The Truest Shit

Chorus
This be the truest shit i ever said
A nigga might wind up dead
With money comes bad times
These days you got to have a strong mind

I grew up as a motherfucken thug
An outkast couldn't do shit but slang drugs
In and out of jail ain't no place to be
I'm not short dog but i just want to be free
Made a lot of money do dirt pulling capers
Don't give a fuck who i hurt
You wonder why a nigga can't sleep man
Because i got the blood of my dead brother on my hand
A true nigga can't rest g
Till these bitch ass get the fuck from around me
You sweat the tank but your not a real soldier
Would you die for this shit 'no' p i told ya
Your true to the game but your ain't true to me
Nigga be yourself you can't be me or p
My veins pump no limit blood from day one nigga
Ask big ed he put it on his only son

Chorus 2x

I got a few niggas want me dead
Anticipating my death for the shit i said
Huh true soldiers true niggas
Motherfucking blood true love thugg figues
Bitch niggas be plotting on me
Behind close doors niggas hola when you see me
P said if you going to get'em
Get'em shoot first and make sure you hit em
I can't lose another tank dog
One more dead and watch no limit go off
Y'all ain't ready for war
I leave niggas tripping off the shit that they saw
I known for taking niggas out in street murder one
Muthafucker check my rap sheet
I thank p for taking me out the game
Put the mike in my hand and gave me my name

Chorus 2x


12.Making Moves

Hey c-murder who you hang with？
Say little kevin boy you know i only make moves with thugs
Nigga nigga nigga what
Make moves with thugs, nigga nigga what
I make moves with thugs, ghetto niggas feel me


I wake up in the morning and grab my gat
Re-cock my shit before i grab my hat
Then i page my niggas fiend and mac
Cuz we be strapped like the men in black
And uhh one time don't bother me
Already payed my dues for a robbery
Just cashed a check for 200 g's
Left them hoes alone to pursue my dreams
I told them haters don't play no games
Got a bunch of bout it mother fuckers screamin' my name
Left the life of crime for the life of ryhme
With every move i make its bulletproofs with nines
You don't wanna go to war with me
I got big man and baz with me
Just some more thug niggas ridin' with me
Cuz makin' moves with thugs is a high
Makin' moves with thugs

(chorus)(2x)

You know the deal (nigga soliders and thugs)
This thugs for real (makin' moves with thugs)
We packin' steel (i'm makin' moves with thugs)
In cabs we peel (makin' moves with thugs)


How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many thug niggas and bitches wanna get high with me
Don't cry for me, just ride for me, 187, 211 is a robbery
I hang with killers and dealers thug niggas and bangers
See 3rd world niggas keep one in the chamber
Don't play no games boo cuz this shit be real
I roll with young niggas that be hard to kill
I gave kate wang gold, bobby and jimmy
Big v, big token nigga watchin' they enemies
Throw up they soldier rag if you bout it bout it
Cuz us thug (3rd world) niggas livin' be rowdy rowdy
Hennessy and weed when we smokin' and jokin'
I mean nigga nigga when we token its open
Nigga we gone ball take a fall nigga
Cuz me and c-murder biggest thug of 'em all nigga

(chorus)(4x)

You know the deal (nigga soliders and thugs)
This thugs for real (makin' moves with thugs)
We packin' steel (i'm makin' moves with thugs)
In cabs we peel (makin' moves with thugs)


13.Feel My Pain

( chorus )
Only thug niggas feel my pain i'ma ride for my homies
Because i'm true to the game
Ain't no love cause my blood ain't the same as yours
It's got me knocking on heaven's door
Feel my pain (x2)

I lost something in the past that was special to me
You can't feel what i feel cause this shit's to deep
So give love to your motherfucking thugs alive cause
Ain't no seeing when your motherfucking loved ones die
Don't point the finger and critisize what he did
Invest all your thoughts and all the times he hid
Will i ever see my brother again time will tell
I feel like i'm trapped between heaven and hell
I turned on the radio to forget the fun tears
Coming out my eyes cause i hear i miss my homies
On top of that my court dates tommorow
Facing ten years added to my pain and sorrow
Baby momma don't want me to leave my kids
We can move to the country and forget what i did
But reality keep tellin me that ain't cool
I wanna see my kids go to school
Feel my pain

Chorus (x2)

Nobody knows when your time gone come
I live life to the fullest, true niggas don't run
Anticipating your death make you soft and sick
I leave my worries at home when i'm hanging with my clique
I remenise about all my niggas that's dead
A lesson was learned when they put you in the grave
It don't matter what you got when a nigger gone get cha
Cause when a nigger gone hit ya a nigger gone hit ya
Bulletproof with ak's with hundred round drums
Can't stop one bullet penetrating your dome
That's why i value nothin but family and friends
You lose material shit you can get it again
But ain't no coming back when you meet the reaper
I done lost to many thugs to the permanant sleeper
Cause ahh everyday a nigger taking a chance
Only thug niggas feel my pain ( feel my pain )

Chorus ( x4)

Well uhh my brother dead i can't believe this ohhhh my god


14.Soldiers

This goes out to all my thug niggas and bitches out there
(soldiers)
At ease, solute, c-murder all the motherfuckin' riders out there
Representin' its motherfuckin' no limit up
Bout it bout it rowdy rowdy
Slodiers, soldiers, soldiers, soldiers

Huh nigga what i'm a soldier (we soldiers)
Huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers)
Huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers)
I'm a soldier (i'm a soldier)
Huh nigga what i'm a soldier (i'm a soldier)
Huh nigga what i'm a soldier (i'm a soldier)
Huh nigga what i'm a soldier (i'm a soldier)
All i wanna be is a soldier (i'm a soldier)
I'm a motherfuckin' no limit soldier

I'm a no limit soldier 'til i'm dead you can't worry me
I represent the tank 'til a bitch nigga bury me
Tru on my back initiated in blood
Bout it niggas start fightin' when i walk in the club
You could tell i'm a soldier by my army fatigues
And you could i'm a killer by the way a nigga bleed
Forever tru i'm gone roll to your motherfuckin' city
If i come to a show i've got a hundred thugs with me
Scream no limit cuz i'm in it i represent it
I never met a tank dawg that didn't business
Nigga we killers by niggas countin' millions in paper
Luteinent of a label full of soldiers nigga

Huh nigga what we soldiers
Huh nigga what we soldiers

Nigga nigga nigga mercenary killers street hustlers and dealers
Nigga ghetto millionaires captains, colonels, luteinents
We packin' g's niggas stackin' ki's niggas m-16 .45 ak's niggas
Follow me dumpin' niggas study humpin' i ain't donald trump
But i keep the ghetto niggas and bitches jumpin'

Huh nigga what we soldiers
Huh nigga what we soldiers

Let's get ready to fuckin' rumble
I'm a no limit soldier nigga that's who
Tank around my neck represent respect nigga
Bout it full of fuckin' tattoos
Am i ？？？ its the drugs and bud nigga clique for the common
soldier
Drug dealers real niggas and thugs
Cuz i'm bitch i'm a soldier fool i thought i told ya
Ammunition fully loaded camoflauged range rover
Against all odds tru niggas don't fall nigga we ball
Nigga army fatigue nigga weed up in my draws
You don't wanna take no poor wreck in my hand holdin' your bag
About ？？？ throw up your soldier rag
Nigga when the tank come through put some depth
In you motherfuckin' step
Fuck the rep i'm a soldier toldja that's 211

Womp womp, nigga this fiend i'm a surviving soldier
You could tell by my breed or my feed cuz if i bleed
Its a color fatigues see my greed keep me hungry
I'm a no limit spar wanna get it on
When your gone blows have the tank up on your lawn
Was born to bust out niggas protectin' my people
Ain't no sequel blastin' and rappin' and my fool and i'm lethal
They gone understand how to keep us so planned
And how the fuck we stay on billboards more than the marbolo man
We soldiers

Huh nigga what we soldiers
Huh nigga what we soldiers

And to them fake soldiers below the street lights
We watch them die holdin' their riches and they bitches
Diggin' up ditches for the snitches in this ghetto
Will it happen makin' some white rappin' checkin' out my toes
Tell my hoes i never rest 'til they murder my foes
When a cop done shot when a cop done dug and i watched
Them bullets snatch me lookin' at my camoflauge
Makin' sure they didn't blast me
When i die bury me in my camoflauge cuz i'll be down with
My thug motherfuckers other niggas ride 'til its over
We gone live and breath soldiers

I'm still on more times tryin' pay the bills with ryhmes
Criminal thoughts makes my nine in the picture much clearer
Its the biggest diva mama cat off the top
Open shot on your block and drop the shit your system's got
What no limit soldiers kickin' up dust in your face
Rowdy rowdy when we march in the place we face
None nigga don't you ever come fucked up
Tryin' stun off flex you get more hoes than a hair net
Miss x be the one tru soldiers call mama
Drama regulator lyrical lady alligator
Fade ya motherfuckers now whatcha whatcha want do
Bitch we comin' through bout to run over you we tru

Huh nigga what we soldiers
Huh nigga what we soldiers

Steel toed boots camoflauged down with the soldier strut
？？？？ get out the way niggas duck nigga what
Guerilla warfare should of had your ass about there
With this impact display rip through backs and still we get some
where
Oh yea nigga what you gone do step to the tank
Have niggas fight on who gone shoot you
Big ed is a captain atain hut sloute carry on as you were
Gettin' rowdy with the tank dawg troops

When the tank roll up its like ten bombs blown up
My military comrads don't give a single solitary fuck
Pull the gat off the shelf niggas gone shit on they shelf
My warriors want more war mentality drug dealin'
Fatality fuck your feelings use my gun for proficent killings
P gave the order kane ＆ abel is willin'
Spittin' ammunition leavin' loved ones missin'
Come out this week we pistol whippin' makin' sure you listen
We soliders

Huh nigga what we soldiers
Huh nigga what we soldiers

Uh oh!!
I'm a buffalo soldier smokin' doja
.45 caliber armered pistol when i load i could stop a bull dozer
March there with my army i get marched over
Before you disrepect me you better serve a hundred octobers in
angola
(hoo) who as you were bitch stay still lay low
You better fuckin' knock a hole in your a-o
I'm marchin' with my ak one two three
Ya'll niggas wanna be like us but it ain't gone be
Huh nigga what we soldiers


15.Cluckers

Cluckers x24

Throw me a shotgun nigga, lets get high tonight
Oh god please, dont let a nigga die tonight
I'm serving cluckers on the set, like 24-7
If i get killed, i know i'm not going to heaven
I did too much dirt, commited too many sins
Just scored two keys with killers, in a room, toastin with him
It's time to break that shit down, and bag it up
We make crack like this, now we gotta sell this stuff
Mom's trippin, wanna know why i got two beepers
I couldn't tell her one for the hoes, and uh, one for them
tweakers
Now my money comin fast like a motherfucking nut
And if you catch me doing bad, nigga, you gots to give it up
fool
Break yourself cause, uh, i'm bout robbing
Check my rapsheet nigga, and ask my homies steady mobb'n
We be some crazy niggas, we're some hard motherfuckers
It's time to check my crackhouse nigga, it's time to check my
cluckers

Cluckers x24

Once again young fiend is on the block
Dodging the cops, working out the murder shop
You heard of the rock, well nigga, i'm slanging it
The shit won't ever stop cause i aint got no shame in it
My niggas gangbanging it, lettin thier khaki's sag
While i'm sellin y'all down to the shaker bags
Break em back, ten it is, and my condition they see me
Behind my paper, beatin your hands, steady grinning, from the
beginning
I knew i could sell all construction
Motherfuck those dealin, nigga i'm tryin to make somethin
Aint no settlin for nothin, nigga, i'm tryin to meet dollars
Mister ？？？？？, and ain't he spendin all them powers
Strawberry swallowa, but stones all in the nut
Fiend got em hypnotized doin his drug dealer strut
Pull up, not giving a fuck like t and t tucker
If you want some d, come see me motherfucker

Cluckers x24


16.Life Or Death

Ohhhh
It's life or death in my town
And i'm standin' on deadly ground
I just wanna live my life
All by myself...


Life is full of debt
And life is full of cnflict
I'm just tired of seein' all my homies out here dyin' quick
Society today is all twisted
Gave my homie 20 years for shop lifttin'
Now that's bad because lawan got 3 for murder
Politics in the court house ain't the same since the murder.
That's why constantly i watch all my enemies
Cuz death is a disease to all my tru g'z
The can't shake it
They can't seem to break the cycle
That's why i'm protected by the gat and st. micheal
Ralph sten said money...runs the country
Make ya do some strange things when it's right in front ya
I done see mothers turn on they own kids
Money make brothers turn on one another.
Even make each other split the other's wig
Animosity
Least of all tops is ta watch ya back
Life or death
Cuz ya never know if ya breathed ya last breath.


I'm already dead
So can't nobody kill me
I done suffered to long to let another man fear me
My pain brings anger to a total stranger
Ain't no limit to my hall when i'm constantly in danger
I just wanna be surrounded by somebody that luv me
But reallity is sendin' me those hatas undercover
I don't know who to trust but my family and friends
Takin' chances on your life when you let a stranger in
In my days rappers die
So i take it as a message
I lived to see another year so i count my blessings
Tell em' i'ma changed man, but they don't hear me
On my knees beggin' god can you please forgive me
Let the past be the past
I'm investin' in the future
Watch the ones that swallow most ya
And the ones that'll do ya
My advice to the world
Maintain your sanity
I know your faced with life or death everyday but overlook the
evil thoughts cuz there's gotta
Be another way
Life or death？

See me？
I trust nobody
Money is the rule to all evil
Better watch yourself boo


17.Where I'm From

Hook

Where i'm from, only strong niggas live where i'm from
Where i'm from, only hard niggas live where i'm from
Where i'm from, only real niggas live where i'm from
Where i'm from, only strong niggas live where i'm from

(c-murder)
I live cross' the street from a killer
Round' the corner from a murderer
Next door to a nigga, that never even heard of a free day
Cause he did fed time about 9
A cold-blooded killer, still dressing like them old times
Their goes some gangstas on the corner slanging crack
If you want the powder, you gots to go around the back
If you don't want trouble, then stay up in your home
In the middle of my block, is where you find the heroine
And the one who kill the most, get the most respect
Its like the motherfucking law, when you living in the projects
Cause money brings problems, and dope brings killing
And where i'm from, every young nigga willing
To do what they gotta do, on my block
Thats why the best job in the hood is slanging rocks

Hook

(mr. serv-on)
Now where i'm from, niggas cock the 50. caliber chrome
You ain't real, catch a policy with mr. serv-on
You slip on your work, you might lose your wig
In the gumbo, where nigga murder innocent kids
25 the legendary status, cause your surviving
Game soaked in your blood from the g's and thugs
Now slide me the cong', i get that red in my eyes
I'm so high, i don't give a fuck if i live or i die
Now where i'm from

(prime suspects)
Now where you at on the streets, still hollerin' bout' keep it
real
But where i'm from the fakest nigga 'll still split your grill
Its cold bro, every man for theyself
Soldiers and warriors throwin' up they ward signs
Represent don't give a fuck, and where i'm from
N.o.p.d jacking and stacking g's, make me wanna join the force
I heard they serving up ki's,
Now when lose a ghetto hero like my nigga sluggy g
We bustin' up they second line before we let em' rest in peace
Where i'm from, thats how it is, broken enemies packing them
tears
With my niggas, with them wine, cause we getting it how we live
3rd ward, parkway, calliope, ya dig

Hook

(prime suspects)
Nigga give me gliss, the realest, flip the script like a gymnast
Bullet-proof nigga and street chemist
Bitch i'm in this to win this
And mortal kombat you get finished
Where i'm from, every nigga over 12 got a gun
Get done with, if you running with that dumb shit
Get your wig split
Give me the money, you keep the bitches so up it, fuck it
Cause where i'm from the fucking drugs and thugs
Run together like them motherfucking crips and bloods
Slugs be busting, nigga fuck fussing and cussin'
And doing a lil' time ain't bout' nothing
Guilty til' proven innocent, for putting bustas in gurders
If you havn't heard, where i'm from the po-po's never see murder
Nigga

(c-murder)
I live the life of a killer
One time can't catch me, hennessey and weed
I live amongst a dying breed
Me and you put in the ghetto to make ends
We duck and run from the bullets of our jealous friends
Prime suspects feel my pain
Its the killer in me, cause i'm true to the game

Hook


18.G's And Macks

Chorus：x2
This is here for the g's and mack's
Real niggas ride burbans and lac's
You see this shit here for the g's and mack's
Ain't trippin on a bitch cause a bitch get smacked

(c-murder)
Now when i come to a club nigga i got to be clean
All the real ganstas know what i mean
A man ain't shit if his gear ain't tight
I mack a ho and sip on hen all night
You go respect me bitch for the title i hold
My pinky ring,50 g's pink diamonds ya know
Real g's roll with thugs that a make you bleed
You got a problem talk to the niggas i feed
I'll mack ya momma if the pussy was cool
G strings up the ass she be actin a fool
Tattoo of a teardrop under my eye,
I walk with a limp cause i got shot in the thigh
But that pussy ass nigga ain't here no mo'
I got a repataion for eliminating a ho'
I erase niggas fool,so they don't come back
Game reconize game with the g's and mack's

Chorus x2

(silkk the shocker)
Now game reconize game i'm all about making some cheese!
I ？ in them ho's face i shake them ho's like keys!
Nigga pussy come last i'm usually about clockin some dough!
She say she got a old man,that ain't never stop me before!
You can tell nigga,we some g's and mack's because g's and mack's
Usually ride d's and lac's
And if i get dollar bills you thank i'll have cheese to stack
And if i give a trick something usually i'll ease it back
Now you see it don't stop nigga on these switches i hit
Off the top,niggas go jock,watch how many bitches i get
Mister paperchaser, mr. egg head splitter
Mr. ride everythang from new york to the motherfucking bay nigga
If the tank on it,or my name on it,go get it the second that it
drops
？ bought a lexus fresh up off the lot
I got's to get it,by any means,i need the mother fucking
presdients
Nigga p, my wintness, i make my bussiness, i gotta
repre-fuckin-sent
Nigga 3 tone gators, when it's time to jump ？
Make them ho's go crazy, wanna have my baby,
Tattoo my name on they chest and they thighs,
So ease back,if you ain't asking me, and freeze back,
And pass the weed back to g's and mack's

Chorus x3

(souljah slim)
All g's stack g's, that need to be made,it's called surival
Watch ya ass,duck and fade,keep a infra-red dot,all glocks stay
cocked
Anybody run up gettin shot,we got proper cards to pop,i'm
independent
So i'm on a independent label,i might do some with my people
Probaly get a skyscraper
Stay out my bussiness anyway,about ？ pistol play
So motherfuck you and mother fuck what a nigga say,i live this
way
Because i don't give a lovely fuck!
One time i macked on this ho in klc truck,
I just come home from jail niggas got me livin swell
Signed a contract with no limit now that nigga slim got mail
Now who would you tell that nigga fake
He classified,mack on bitches and get riches murdered out till i
die
That's my jacket,better check it
A lot of niggas got left wetted
Fucking around with souljah slim,
Niggas respect it!!

Chorus till end


19.Commercial


Say lil' learnerd dawg (what's happenin'？)
Nigga you heard of qb？ (yah, why wassup？)
Well, yu know that nigga down with the click now you dig it
(okay)
So ah, i'ma play this new shit here and did it for ya (do dat
dog)
And ah, i want you to tell me me what you think about it (it's
all good)
Check it out (fo sho)

First appearence as a no limit soldier for all the critics
Real soldiers down front line and out to get it
We be blastin them motherfuckers give us a chance to kill em
Mo' muthafuckas then people die with cash, an mentally
Gold and platinum artists and bout it bout it shouldn't start it
No limit soldiers is billboard regardless
Can't stop the tank cause we rollin with steel
Have the skills to make a mill', straight hundred dollar bills
No doubt we face the street dates break
Triple platinum we chasin' with no hesitation
Real soldiers and we stay tru
If you niggas wanna check us, that's how we roll through
We tru soldiers motherfuckers

Yeah
Woohoo, nigga boy that shit's tight
It ain't bad, that's it
Shit, yo p, sign that nigga
Then bring the weed
＊gun shot ＆ driving off＊


20.Riders

Niggas (what？)
Would you ride for the cause？ (hell yeah!)
Would you die for the cause？ (fuckin right!)
How many niggas would ride and die for you？ (we riders!)

My name manifest pain to my enemies
Holler c-murder and bring bitches to thier knees
Violent killers ready for blood marches
Convicted murderers with open drug charges
Strapped with semi autos and po-po's
And nickle plated slug nose and we left the calli cause
We made niggas, raised in ghetto's and slums
Totin chips and a-k's, money round drugs (ha)
Shoot first, and leave them standing in thier shoes
We tru niggas, bounded by blood and tatooes
Infiltrating my click, fool it aint gonna happen
Us niggas been gettin paid before we started rapping
Situation getting sticky, cause the ？？？？ the phone
Here comes the brigade, aiming straight for your home
Aint no limit to the motherfucking thang, we a click
We rowdy, many niggas in the tru click

We riders
No limit niggas
We riders
We tru niggas
We riders
We real niggas
We riders
We thug niggas (2x)

How many niggas wanna ride and get paid
I plan to sell a hundred million records in four days
Gangstas make the world go round
But tru niggas make gangsta shit go down
We come in your set flip your dope and get rich
Take over your block and your spot with number one hits
Money and power, ha, give me the world
Cause after dollars no cents, only time will tell
Ha, i'm goin through somethangs, fool, so stop hatin
You live for weed and money, i live for greens and bacon
And i aint takin no shorts with my ghetto d
I stick to plan b and keep my eyes on my enemies
And if you want some nigga come and get some
We ride bourbans and llacs when its time to attack
So throw em up if you a real soldier
I'll make you say uhhhhh, i thought i told ya

Chorus 2x


21.Watch Yo Enemies

(c-murder talking)
Ya'll niggas know one thing out there
This rap game is just like the dope game
P told ya watch your friends
But i'm tellin' ya to um

(chorus 2x)
Watch your mother fuckin' enemies
And you might live a long time
Watch your mother fuckin' enemies
Stay strapped cause the ghetto is so wicked now

(c-murder)
I watch my mother fuckin' enemies, even watch myself
I know these niggas wanna test me, but it's bad for they health
My motto is, if you ain't tru
Then why the fuck you up on me
I can tell by your look that your bitch ass is phony
My brother said c you know these niggas gonna test ya
But only real tru niggas don't crack under pressure
Ever since i could remember i been tru to da game
And now the mother fuckin' media wanna know where i got my name
I'll start it off bitch, i ain't even rap tight
I smoke weed all day and sell dope at night
No limit soldier tatted on my arm best believe
Cause if it's life or death nigga, somebody gonna bleed
I got a tank full of hard niggas, from front to end
But still i watch my enemies, and i watch my friends

(chorus 2x)

(magic)
I been hustlin' from the beginning makin' cash to a million g's
I hope you niggas feel me
See every time i step on the scene i hear you niggas call me
Jealous cause you like my style you bitches wanna ball with me
But i trust no nigga, whether he's friend or foe
Not tryin' to step on no toes just let you bitch niggas know
My adversaries have died for fuckin' around with me
I know you niggas can't believe that i got c-murder down with me
Boss niggas so believe there could be no tighter crew
No truer 2, they gotta kill me to fuck with you
I'm an assassin known for kickin' ass
Show me who them niggas are, and watch me start blastin'
It's mr. magic, known for causin' havoc
As long as i'm on your side, see there's no need for panic
I got your mother fuckin' back for eternity
So when you slippin' i'm watchin' all your enemies

(chorus 2x)


22.Duck ＆ Run

(gun shots in the distance, heavy breathing, reloading a clip)
[c-murder;duck an run foo, you better duck an run nigga, duck an
run foo,you
Better duck an run nigga]


You better duck an run when you hear the tank comin' through,in
a show or at a
Sto' near you. when you hear no limit soldier or bout it bout it
my tank dawgs
Bout to get this muthafucka rowdy, them hoes bounce that ass in
the front
Line, an my thugs be throwin up gang signs an all they talk
about is break 'em
Off somethin' rolled an start fightin' 'til the muthafuckin'
place close.po-
Po's mad i'm smokin' weed on stage crowds gettin' smashed by da
barracades.red
An blue be muggin' on both side 3-ward niggas talkin' bout take
it out side.an
Them muthafuckin' gd's they got them uzi's an they be bang like
them niggas in
The movies,huh, you can come to my show for fun nigga,but be
prepared to duck
＆ run nigga....

Fiend;duck an run (better duck an run nigga),duck an run (you
better duck an
Run nigga),duck an run (said duck an run nigga),duck an run
(duck an run, duck
An run)


You can put me in the muthafuckin' rap hall of fame cuz i got
ever ghetto
Nigga callin' my name.fuck main-stream foo', i keep it real,my
record sales
Keep me paid jus' like bill.he jump street day now i gottah come
an get cha,
Lay it down an everybody das wit cha. i make money off the
muthafuckin'
Public, double-platinum...an lovin' every minute of it. i
celebrate wit
Crystyle an alizae, an doin' almost every other day. 40 g's a
whop, it don't
Stop. i'm off the streets now, i aint gottah sell rocks. but the
game aint
Changed, the ghetto's in my veins, you could tell...by my
muthafuckin' name,
I'm used to bangin' foo' fa fun, i'm chill but still make you
duck ＆ run
Nigga...

Fiend;duck an run (you better duck an run nigga), duck an run
(duck an run
Boy), duck an run (you better duck an run boy),duck an run,duck
an run...duck
An run (you better duck an run nigga),duck an run (you better
duck an run
Boy),duck an run (said duck an run boy),duck an run, duck an
run.......


23.Ghetto Ties

(c-murder)
Say magnolia, gateway bro
It seems like they don't want a young nigga to get rich
Like we ain't supposed to leave the ghetto
I know we tied to the ghetto, but uhh life's a bitch
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 shit i was taught
Take a ride with me nigga to eternity
And watch me live to see another century
Lifes a bitch, 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

Hook

Who do you trust, my ghetto ties got me tripping, and lifes a
bitch
They can't stand to see a young nigga 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 nigga, 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 nigga bout 6'4, last left the murder scene
Disguising in army green
With infer beams on something, kinda gun nigga
Fool one nigga didn't run
My niggas went on and tore up his motherfucking ass with the bit
fast
Like witness that, murder in the first degree
My ghetto ties fucking round' with me, don't do that

Hook

(da hound)
How many times, a nigga 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 niggas get caught up, quick to go in the water
Niggas 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 nigga joned in the backseat thuggin' off the
rome
And to the z, thinking about the lives we gonna free
I tell him nigga please (nigga please)
Soon as we drove up, fucking door was bout' to close up
I knocked on the door, nigga 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 bitch, 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
Nigga bleeding from the mouth, he shaking, he's on his way out
By this time, i took two hits from behind
My nigga john looked in my eyes and said nigga you ready to die
Damn, nigga why

Hook


24.Survival Of The Fittest

Yo, yo what's up nigga
You know the streets is a jungle
You gotta survive out here
You need a strong mind to do the shit i do
You ever seen something blown the fuck up before
See that nigga cross the street in that cutlass
Check this out

(chorus 2x)
Survival of the fittest, respect my come up
Survival of the fittest, you better not run up

(c-murder)
I remember back in 89 a nigga used to steal
And now i got a navi with a mother fuckin' grill
One time chase a nigga through the alley fuckin' alley
Mad cause i fucked up my only pair of bally's
I used to smoke weed with the ballers after school
Mother fuckas wanted to hang cause i used to act a fool
Started slangin' rocks cause the shit was fun
I used to bang at niggas just to see 'em run
Nigga people started hearin' shit started recognizing me
Big timers fronted me some coke in a ride 'g'
Dope became my business, no longer a hobby
I owed a nigga 5 g's so i started robbin'
I knew i had to move before i had to bang 'em up
I'm a act a donkey if you don't respect my come up
Dumb niggas die, and real niggas live
This ghetto is so wicked i can't even trust my kids

(chorus 2x)

(gotti)
Started in this game at the age of 13
Gettin' paid makin' money servin' crack to the fiends
Hoes couldn't take me niggas gave me jealous looks
To the world i was a man, to the feds i was a crook
Put my face up in the paper, put my name in they books
Cause they see a nigga ballin' off the birds that i cooked
As the years went by still survival of the fittest
Now i'm ridin' in the tank representin' to the fullest
Puttin' bullets in you bitches, jealous niggas in disguise
Shootin' niggas till we die, gambino's on the rise
My nigga fiend up by my side, my enemies bound to die
Got no mercy in my eyes label gotti one of the realest

(chorus 2x)

(c-murder)
I was born a bastard, my pops was a thug
4 years in the pen for transportin' drugs
I was known in the hood as the nigga with the weight
Bitches all up in my business, shippin' keys from state to state
Triple beams in the project calliope, where i broke 'em down
Razor blade and baking soda, pure white fuck the brown
My clientele was growin' started investin' in some other shit
Barber shops on every block, even had a weed spot
Moms and the kids put away up in the house
Surveillance cameras and alarms to spook a nigga out
Pitbulls in the backyard trained to kill
Call my folks up on the phone before i made a deal
I'm one step ahead of a nigga doin' wrong
That's why i'm still alive and been on top for so fuckin' long
I had to spank some bustas, to show 'em i mean business
The ghetto is so wicked it's survival of the fittest

(chorus 2x)


25.Dreams

Fuck
Sometimes i just wish i could sleep it off
Cause i dream about things that i know that i can't have
Thing i know will never happen
Like a safe enviroment money happiness sucess
Niggas want static than he going to get it
I came up with blood money that means
I'm wicked i roll with nothing but ninos
So they call me a baller i wiped a niggaz ass
Because i'm not a talker
Took a flight to kali came back with some birds
Ten g's for a key from a nigga called dirt
I like to hear my mack eleven empty out a clip
Shot a fool up in the club and then i changed my outfit
Maintain and uphold my statis as a g
Niggaz kiss my ass because i got alot of money
Plain and simple niggaz leave huh when i don't feel'em
Because they know when they fuck up then i'm going to kill'em
Understand i was rasied where the young niggaz roam
If you wanted something nigga you had to get up on your own
All these want to be motherfucken
Ass hustlers better wake up and stop killing on another
Cause

Chorus 2x
I wish that life was a dream
Cause some times i wake up
And just want to scream
I live amounst the cut throats and the killers
Lord don't let my son be another victim


26.Outro(Life Or Death)