Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Fuck With Tru

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

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

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

(chorus)

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

(repeat to fade)