Luyện nghe bài hát T.R.U.E

Ooh, na, na, na, na, no
I stay true, we will make
We make it through, I know

Yeah, yeah,
like every day bullets over broadway
Pumping out the
With change, this is how we live

It's pop city, ditty bop
Got the glock me
Shots if you not me
is what we give

Born by the liquor
Used to hit the store for Mr.
them playas
And pimps trick the whores

Saw the tracks, I sold crack
Phone taps from
The old trap, the fiend through
Before home's jacked

clap, shopping through the gate door
Killas can't war
Get rich or die trying to make
Corner store, cop me a four the egg and cheese

Hancock and evergreen, cop from SMDs
Young me, used to wheelie the
Mountain bike, Nike Dunks, skunk, Phillies and
I watched the older shake those dice, same night
Watch them, pull out the gauge, when he out twice

I mean, everybody for the same thing
Trying to make a name ring and claim
The lifestyle the bring
Sick whips, linens and crocks, thick in flocks
Or just a and prisoners pop

People change like do
(People like the weather)
You know I stay true
(Stay true, say me)

It's like every day over Broadway
(Though this life ain't to you)
out the hallway
With small change, is how we live

pop city, gritty ditty bop
(In the hardest times will it through)
Got the glock me
if you not with me
This is we give

At 16 I hit the Ave with a brick, smashed the chicks
Dipped fast on dicks, zip bag full of nicks
I was bad on the strip, deuce, deuce in the
Blue goose the troops, fruit juice and a loose

On the roof with the on watch
Got that brown bag of chocolate from up top, a pop
Since the OGs me how to get me a knot
Since it's been impossible to get me to stop

In the PJ's, the fiends stay leanin' for days
And the V's stay gleam, blades gleaming the
Where the G's play, they don't need a reason to
And the D's stay scheamin' to take me to the

'Cause I'm it, deep in this life and I'm a love it a lot
'Cause anytime grim reaper strike
homicide, it's ironic, son, got it
Same corner where his father
Hard to hear his cry, why

(People like the weather)
My people, this is for the
(You I always stay true)
It's not for the ballers, for the struggle

(And though this life promised to you)
You know I got you, not guaranteed
(Na, na, na, no, iIn the hardest times will it through)
We gon' ride though, we live, hold your head