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 can't the truth
(You're all the way live Boosie Badazz)
You in the of the truth
(Know why the world me, nigga? 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 living with the siblings (True)
They don't want to give us jobs, so everybody here stealing (True)
Probably ain't listening 'cause their having children (True)
You know the world living in, man, is straight weak
They got a cure for AIDS and but we can't get it (True)
Cops shoot us down 'cause our skin, they dirty bitches
They shoot us down on camera, even get convicted

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

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

(Sometimes, a bitch keep it realer than your niggas)
You can't handle the
(You're all the way live with Boosie Badazz, nigga, you at)
You in the land of the
(I got some real Badazz 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 block to your block, it's a
Bitches left us all to die in the
Sent me to death row with the murder game
Turned my rap name to a murder name
it's true I got it on me, keep that .40 for 'em
Federal rats coming home, they're parties for 'em
Niggas don't even stack they money, it's a hustle
turning gangbangers 'cause they like the colors

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

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