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 this

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

Looked out the
It must be the giggidy of the month
'Cause everybody in the ghetto is smiling and up
Little kids 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 that I slang, that I C E
And in the ghetto use nicknames
Like V-90, P, Boz and Big Man

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now I lay me down to
I pray the Lord that my momma will weep
And let her live in peace and spending
A Gs up in her sleep

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

I guess I'm doing I gotta do
As long as I Tru, until they put me through
I it's a shame, things'll never change
I hope I live long enough to see my spell my name
I'm Tru 2 da

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

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

No Limit Records, South Hustlers
(Independent owned)
And the West Coast Bad
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 never forget I came from
I'm from the but I won't ever change

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