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 like here

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

Looked out the
It must be the first of the month
'Cause everybody in the ghetto is 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 y'all a know I slang, that I C E
And in the ghetto use nicknames
Like V-90, P, Boz and Big Man

My homies posted up
hang, hang and some slanging, others 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 niggas try to talk
'Cause I made a dollar out of 15 cents
On the curb, posted up with bouldas
And serving fiends, A 1

And trying stay true with my first meal
'Cause in the ghetto, you got money, you get killed
And staying Tru 2 da is a part 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 the same

Trying to have things major, they can't me
the chips 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 gonna feel me I'm done
Ball 'til I have it all, I the whole while
If not, I don't want
Why I hang with the same ol'
That's 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, about my motherfucking
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
Silkk up on his pager
(Then ask me)

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

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 danked out man
Staying gangstafied while I'm trying to a million

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

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

Now I lay me to sleep
I the Lord that my momma will never weep
And let her in peace and stop spending
A hundred Gs up in her

When will it
I guess when they leave me lying on the
With tears on my
A pocket full of lemon drops, laughing at cops

I guess I'm doing what I do
As long as I Tru, until they put me through
I know a shame, things'll never change
I hope I live long enough to see my daughter spell my
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 feel this)
Tru to the
(Tru to da hood)
Money can't change you, it just can you
(Never where I came from)

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

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

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