Luyện nghe bài hát Tru 2 Da Game

This is for all the Gs out
We it, 'bout it
And G-ettes, I forget about y'all
Gold look this here

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

Looked out the
It must be the first of the month
'Cause everybody in the is smiling and dressed up
kids having fun in my neighborhood
And fiends walking up, talking it's all good

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

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

But haters hate me and 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 true my first meal
'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 your life

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

Trying to things major, they can't fade me
the chips like casino
Today I'ma keep it and chill
And get blitzed Marino

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

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

But 'stead, now, I gets my sacks free
I gots to Tru, fool, about my motherfucking mail
I'll be a rich ass nigga, y'all gonna be visiting me in the
I gots to ball, can't fall, gotta have major
If you believe me, next year 'round this time
It's Silkk up on his
(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 claim Tru, I you knew
My foes catch elbows 'cause I'm on 'em like a
Man, I'm laying low like the eyes of a out China man
Staying gangstafied while I'm trying to a million

But run for office
They me bust a cap in a rat
they both gonna try and stop this
Gangsta rap is what they it
But I to come with the realness
So all my folks can this

Tru 2 da game, Tru 2 da
nothing changed but my bank 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 Gs up in her sleep

will it stop
I guess when they leave me lying on the
With on my glock
A pocket full of lemon drops, laughing at crooked

I guess I'm doing I gotta do
As as I stay Tru, until they put me through
I know it's a shame, things'll never
I hope I live long enough to see my daughter 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

the same, Master 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 I came from)

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

Y'all done realized by now, the haters done off
they ain't Tru 2 da game
I could never forget where I came
I'm the ghetto but I won't ever change

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