Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth

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

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

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

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

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

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

my block to your block, it's a hurricane
Bitches us all to die in the hurricane
Sent me to death row with the murder game
my rap name Boosie to a murder name
Yeah it's I got it on me, keep that .40 for 'em
rats coming home, they're throwing parties for 'em
Niggas even stack they money, it's a different hustle
Niggas turning gangbangers 'cause they the colors

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

Boosie
Every you turn to me nigga, I'mma give you the truth
how I last so long
I remain the
I'mma speak the truth on whether you it or not
I know people, they can't handle the truth