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 about y'all
Gold like this here

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

out the window
It must be the giggidy of the month
everybody in the ghetto is smiling and dressed up
Little kids fun in my neighborhood
And fiends walking up, talking 'bout it's all

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

My homies posted up
Some hang, hang and some slanging, others banging
I'm trying to make it out the hood this gangsta rap
And Tru 2 da game and put the town on the map

But hate me and niggas try to talk shit
I done made a dollar out of 15 cents
On the curb, up with them bouldas
And fiends, A 1 yola

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

Tru 2 da game, Tru 2 da
nothing changed but my bank account
I'm still the

Trying to have things major, they can't me
Cash the like casino
Today keep it real and chill
And get blitzed like

My be fussing, she be tussing, constantly bugging
Asking me why I be
I got to make, so motherfuck it
I'ma it real, if it kills me

Y'all feel me before I'm done
Ball 'til I it all, I want the whole while
If not, I want none
Why I with the same ol' niggas
That's what ask me
I be like, I'm the ol' nigga

But 'stead, right now, I gets my sacks
I gots to stay Tru, fool, about my mail
I'll be a ass nigga, y'all gonna be visiting me in the jail
I gots to ball, fall, gotta have things major
If you believe me, next year 'round this time
It's up on his pager
(Then ask me)

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

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

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

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

Now I lay me down to
I pray the Lord my momma will never weep
And let her live in peace and spending
A hundred Gs up in her

will it stop
I guess they leave me lying on the block
tears on my glock
A full of lemon drops, laughing at crooked cops

I guess I'm doing what I do
As long as I stay Tru, until they put me
I know it's a shame, things'll change
I hope I long enough to see my daughter spell my name
I'm Tru 2 da

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

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

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

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

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