Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Fuck With Tru

What now? (stupid motherfucker) what now
I you bitches, stop talkin all that motherfuckin shit
I'm not gonna niggaz out fiendin
I'm for ya myself bitch!
I told you motherfuckers don't with tru
It was a dumb move
Mow I'm fuckin wit you, now try your
While I put this fuckin bullet in your
You dumb nigga, I told y'all to us alone
How many got a dolla can't top my shit (my shit)
All these bitch motherfuckers, quit ridin my (my dick)
You run motherfuckin mouth like you a broad or somethin (bitch)
Niggaz actin like they motherfuckin or somethin
Yeah, you ain't shit with your nigga
To me you a bitch, I'm a real
Jumpin shit fuckin you wit
Throw them hands or hot thangs
It's all on you, my back of my own
Fool I'm nothin but tru c-murder of this rap game (rap game)
Bitch I'm rich nigga you know my motherfuckin
Big bee hive boy and p and (bossalinie)
On the tank that'll make you wear
And we don't a lily fuck about the laws (fuck the laws)
We got big balls (big balls) ghetto supastar big cars
Now if you eva in my nigga holla at me (holla at me)
And if you eva wanna then throw a dolla at me (ya bitch)
Now the tank will if you wanna live or die (die)
Just run your fuckin mouth and i'ma take you for a ride
Fuck you sayin, it's all on you fool
I told you motherfucker (nigga) fuck wit tru

I told you motherfuckers fuck wit tru
It was a move nigga, now we fuckin wit you (don't fuck wit us)
Now try your while I put this fuckin bullet in ya dome
You dumb nigga, I y'all to leave us alone

the shocker]
I told you niggaz fuck wit us
Now I'm makin you gettin clowned
Tell is bitches
Some of y'all be pissin, sittin down
Y'all too small, you know i..
Do to y'all (ooh) my crew
And plus look, we do it all
I fuck wit (who) him
And I don't fuck wit
So what the you think?
If you fuck wit him, I'm be fuckin wit y'all (never)
See I'll put this gun back
And I'll ya all
I ain't a fuck what ya name is
I ain't give a fuck y'all call
Niggaz probably just... bust for fun
Niggaz ain't gonna ever ever, not bust no
Niggaz is way down the street talkin bout what the fuck done
At the most niggaz, probably wanna and run
Now we self made
We make the money, money don't us (make us)
If was us, and we was y'all then I would hate us (ehehe)
Y'all about how y'all wanna be us
Y'all ain't but a bunch of hood critics
It's cause we rap now, y'all still would hit it

(chorus)

p]
Tru gone ride wit me
The the nba and I'm the lottery
Pick from the streets... from the south to the
You the beauty I'm the
Fuck these they know who p
From rags to riches, quarter to seven-fifty
Holla hoody hooo and my niggaz gonna deal ya
I got the game my homies
And y'all haters, y'all can't me
Niggaz rappin niggaz on records like the 80's,
Nigga y'all niggaz

(repeat to fade)