Luyện nghe bài hát Tru 2 Da Game

This is for all the Gs out
We it, 'bout it
And G-ettes, I ain't 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 be the giggidy first of the month
'Cause everybody in the ghetto is smiling and up
kids having fun in my neighborhood
And fiends walking up, talking 'bout it's all

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

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

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

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

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

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

My girl be fussing, she be tussing, 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 it all, I want the whole while
If not, I don't none
Why I with the same ol' niggas
what they ask me
I be like, I'm the ol' nigga

But 'stead, now, I gets my sacks free
I to stay Tru, fool, about my motherfucking mail
I'll be a rich ass nigga, y'all gonna be me in the jail
I to ball, can't fall, gotta have things major
If you don't believe me, 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 still the

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

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

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 that my momma never weep
And let her in peace and stop spending
A hundred Gs up in her

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

I guess I'm what I gotta do
As long as I stay Tru, they put me through
I it's a shame, things'll never change
I I live long enough 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, Master P, the Tru click
(Y'all gonna this)
Tru to the
(Tru to da hood)
Money can't change you, it just can 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 realized by now, the haters fell off
'Cause ain't Tru 2 da game
I could forget where I came from
I'm from the but I won't ever change

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