Luyện nghe bài hát Tru 2 Da Game

This is for all the Gs out
We 'bout it, it
And G-ettes, I ain't forget y'all
Gold look like here

I have a half an ounce
Tomorrow have a ki
And if you to get some ice cream
you call me or won't you beep me?

Looked out the
It be the giggidy first of the month
'Cause in the ghetto is smiling and dressed up
Little kids having fun in my
And fiends walking up, 'bout it's all good

See I'm a G, I got that 2 for 3
And y'all a know I slang, that I C E
And everybody in the use nicknames
Like V-90, P, Boz and Big Man

My little homies up
Some hang, hang and some slanging, others gang
I'm to make it out the hood with this gangsta rap
And stay Tru 2 da and put the town on the map

But haters hate me and niggas try to shit
'Cause I done made a dollar out of 15
On the curb, posted up with bouldas
And serving fiends, A 1

And still trying stay true with my first
'Cause in the ghetto, you got money, you might get
And staying Tru 2 da game is a of life
And if you don't, player, you might lose life

Tru 2 da game, Tru 2 da
Ain't nothing but my bank account
I'm still the

Trying to have things major, they fade me
the chips like casino
Today I'ma it real and chill
And get like Marino

My girl be fussing, she be tussing, bugging
Asking me why I be
I got money to make, so it
I'ma keep it real, if it me

gonna feel me before I'm done
Ball 'til I it all, I want the whole while
If not, I don't want
Why I with the same ol' niggas
what they ask me
I be like, I'm the same ol'

But 'stead, now, I gets my sacks free
I gots to stay Tru, fool, my motherfucking mail
I'll be a rich ass nigga, gonna be visiting me in the jail
I to ball, can't fall, gotta have things major
If you don't me, next year 'round this time
It's Silkk up on his
(Then ask me)

Tru 2 da game, Tru 2 da
Ain't changed but my bank account
I'm still the

Bustas can't see me, they blind, I Tru, I thought you knew
My foes catch elbows 'cause I'm on 'em like a
Man, I'm laying low like the eyes of a danked out man
Staying while I'm trying to make a million

But politicians run for
rather me bust a cap in a rat
'Cause both gonna try and stop this
Gangsta rap is they call it
But I gots to with the realness
So all my folks can feel

Tru 2 da game, Tru 2 da
Ain't nothing but my bank account
I'm the same

Now I lay me down to
I pray the Lord that my will never weep
And let her live in and stop spending
A Gs up in her sleep

When it stop
I when they leave me lying on the block
With tears on my
A pocket full of lemon drops, at crooked cops

I guess I'm what I gotta do
As as I stay Tru, until they put me through
I know it's a shame, never change
I hope I live long to see my daughter spell my name
I'm Tru 2 da

Tru 2 da game, Tru 2 da
Ain't changed but my bank account
I'm still the

Still the same, P, the whole Tru click
(Y'all gonna this)
Tru to the
(Tru to da hood)
Money change you, it just can make you
(Never forget where I from)

No Records, Down South Hustlers
(Independent owned)
And the West Bad Boyz
And I told y'all, I can drop something anytime I to

Y'all done by now, the haters done fell off
they ain't Tru 2 da game
I could forget where I came from
I'm from the ghetto but I won't change

'Cause I'm Tru 2 da game, believe
Keeping it real, keeping it
Never out, can never sell out
Tru 2 da