Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth

I'm the
dat
Boosie
One and
Lot of motherfuckers can't handle the
I it to them anyway

You handle the truth
(You're all the way with Boosie Badazz)
You in the land of the
(Know why the love me, nigga? I keep it a hundred)
What I'm saying is

The system designed to us all up in prison (True)
Section 8 don't want the daddy living with the (True)
They want to give us jobs, so everybody 'round here stealing (True)
Probably ain't 'cause their children having children (True)
You know the world we're in, man, is straight weak
They got a cure for and cancer but we can't get it (True)
Cops shoot us down 'cause our skin, they dirty bitches
They shoot us down on camera, don't even get

(Talk to them Badazz, they like that)
You can't handle the
(You're all the way live with that real nigga Badazz, nigga, we know where you at)
You in the land of the
(Boosie Badazz, Boosie Badazz talking real shit)
What I'm is true
(Always it a hundred)
But you can't handle the truth, you're in the of the truth

already know the amount of prisoners up in prison (True)
Why the fuck you think they building all them prisons (True)
Every you turn the TV, you see gays, man (True)
Kids supposed to see this at this early age, man (True)
Hoes winning, IG, bitch turned up (True)
But 9 times out of 10, we won't her (True)
telling on their blood, this shit new to me
Niggas who fall don't always come up 'cause they're always hollering used to be (That's shit)
Half these really pussy and ain't making money
If they came the trap, we'll take it from them
beefing with each other on the IG
Hoes realer these niggas if you ask me

(Sometimes, a bitch keep it realer than your niggas)
You handle the truth
(You're all the way live with Badazz, nigga, where you at)
You in the land of the
(I got some real Boosie fans nigga)
Know what I'm saying is
(Pussy ass nigga)
You can't handle the truth, you're in the land of the

From my to your block, it's a hurricane
left us all to die in the hurricane
Sent me to death row with the murder game
Turned my rap Boosie to a murder name
Yeah true I got it on me, keep that .40 for 'em
Federal rats home, they're throwing parties for 'em
Niggas don't even stack money, it's a different hustle
Niggas turning gangbangers 'cause like the colors

(It's a different out here, most gangbangers ain't even gangbangers)
You handle the truth
(Everybody hollering real, but most fake)
You in the of the truth
(Niggas from their boys and shit)
What I'm saying is
(Sisters fucking their old man and shit)
You handle the truth, you're in the land of the truth

Boosie
time you turn to me nigga, I'mma give you the truth
That's how I last so
I the truth
I'mma the truth on whether you like it or not
I know most people, they can't handle the