| Welcome to the ghetto (Verse 1) | |
| Livin day by day in my hood on the spot | |
| See the same old things:same dope fiends cops | |
| Just an average day in the streets of | |
| California 5-0 find a young girl dead around the corner | |
| Mommies on her knees she had tears in her eyes | |
| And nobody knew why the young girl had to die | |
| People look ashamed it's been life this fo years | |
| Bloody sheets on her body face wet from her mama's tears | |
| She couldn'ta been over 4-5 | |
| And if mommy wasn't based she would still be alive | |
| But now the street is a place you could be swallowed by death | |
| Brothas takin each other's lives | |
| And goin to | |
| REST IN PE | |
| ACE I wonder if heaven got a ghetto | |
| My cousin died last year | |
| And I still can't let go | |
| I walk the streets of my city of my neighborhood | |
| Seein dope fiends livin off can goods 15 niggaz on the corner | |
| And niggaz die young in | |
| California 5-0 'll get a dope case and flaunt it | |
| Have your ass on "America's Most Wanted" | |
| But I don't slang or either gang-bang | |
| And though my old school homies do the same thang | |
| I still got love cause you gotta live | |
| So you can give | |
| And raise a family | |
| G But you gotta do your best slangin | |
| D-O-P-E So keep a grip on yourself and stay mellow | |
| And welcome to the ghetto (welcome hard up with it to my life) ?? (chorus) 4x | |
| Welcome to the ghetto (welcome hard up with it to my life) (Verse 2) | |
| From across the seas comes cocaine | |
| But you never seen a black man fly the plane | |
| Look at the young black death | |
| Was it drug related,take a guess | |
| I flash when | |
| I look in the mirror black | |
| Cause my reflection is a 9 millimeter | |
| Gat I think about genocide | |
| And have thoughts of my homies who died | |
| Everybody backstabbin | |
| But I ain't the one to talk | |
| I'm into gafflin | |
| Death gives a shit about your color | |
| But yet I see mo dead young brothas | |
| I'm goin crazy out here | |
| Seein 24 brothas die by the end of the year | |
| And I still gotta deal with the 5-0 | |
| And I stopped sellin dope in 9-0 | |
| But if I came to it | |
| I probably still do it | |
| Put a Nine in my draws get straight to it | |
| I hope that | |
| I never see the day | |
| That I get 20 years for a cake | |
| B-K-A as a key | |
| So open up the door for the mo money | |
| But I ain't gotta do that | |
| G Cause I'm down with the | |
| F-A to the | |
| C to the U to the | |
| L-T-Y G-nut | |
| X-tra Large and | |
| S-P-I-C-E make niggas feel like jello | |
| And welcome to the ghetto (Welcome hard up with it to my life) (chorus) 4x | |
| Welcome to the ghetto 7x |