Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth

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

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

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

(Talk to them Badazz, don't like that)
You can't handle the
(You're all the way live with that real nigga Boosie Badazz, nigga, we know you at)
You in the of the truth
(Boosie Badazz, Boosie nigga talking real shit)
What I'm saying is
(Always it a hundred)
But you can't 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)
Every time you the TV, you see gays, man (True)
Kids ain't to see this at this early age, man (True)
Hoes winning, IG, that turned up (True)
But 9 out of 10, we won't wife her (True)
Bloods telling on their blood, shit new to me
Niggas who fall always come up 'cause they're always hollering used to be (That's real shit)
Half rappers really pussy and ain't making money
If they came cross the trap, take it from them
Niggas beefing with other on the IG
Hoes realer these niggas if you ask me

(Sometimes, a bitch keep it more realer than niggas)
You can't the truth
(You're all the way live with Badazz, nigga, where you at)
You in the of the truth
(I got some real Badazz fans nigga)
what I'm saying is true
(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
Bitches left us all to die in the
Sent me straight to death row with the murder
Turned my rap 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 don't even stack they money, a different hustle
Niggas turning gangbangers they like the colors

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

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