Luyện nghe bài hát Tru 2 Da Game

Haaa,
is for all the g's ou there
We bout it, it
And g-ettes, I ain't about y'all, uuuugggghhhh
look like this here

Today I a half an ounce
Tomorrow have a key
And if you tryin' to get some ice
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 and dressed up
Little havin' fun in my neighborhood
And walkin' up, talkin' bout it's all good
See I'm a g, ? ? ? ? ? I got 2 for 3
And a know that I slang, that i-c-e
And in the ghetto use nicknames
Like v-90, p, boz, and big man
My homies posted up
Some hang, hang, and slangin'
gang bangin'
I'm to make it out the hood with this gangsta rap
And tru to the game, and put the town on the map
But haters hate me and niggas try to shit
Cause I done made, a out of 15 cents
On the curb, up with them bouldas
And fiends, a-1 yola
And still tryin' stay with my frist meal
Cause in the ghetto, you got money, you get killed
And tru to the game, is a part of life
And if you don't player, you might your life

Tru 2 da game, tru 2 da
Ain't nothin' changed but my account
I'm the same

the shocker]
Tryin' to have things major, they can't me
Cash the chips like
Today I'm a keep it real, and chill, and get blitzed like
My girl be fussin', she be tussin', buggin'
me why I be hustlin'
I got to make, so motherfuck it
I'm a keep it real, if it me
Y'all gonna me before I'm done
Ball till I have it all, I the whole while
If not, I don't none
Why I hang 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 gots to stay tru fool, my motherfuckin' mail
I'll be a rich ass nigga, gonna be visitin' me in the jail
I gots to ball, can't fall, gotta have things
If you don't believe me, next year round time
Its up on his pager (then ask me)

ed]
Bustas can't see me, they
I tru, I thought you knew
My foes elbows, cause I'm on em like a tattoo
Man I'm layin' low like the eyes of a out china man
Stayin'
While I'm tryin' to a million
But run for office
They rather me bust a cap in a rat, cause they both gonna try and

Gangsta rap is what call it
But I gots to with the realness
So all my folks can feel

[mr.
Now I lay me to sleep
I pray the lord that my momma will never
And let her live in peace and stop spendin' a hundred g's up in her
will it stop
I guess when they leave me on the block
With on my glock
A full of lemon drops, laughin' at crooked cops
I guess I'm doin' I gotta do
As long as I stay tru, they put me through
I know it's a shame, never change
I hope I long enough to see my daughter spell my name
I'm tru 2 da

p]
Still the
Master p, the whole tru click (y'all gonna this)
Tru to the (tru to da hood)
Money can't change you, it just can you
(never forget I came from)
No limit records, down south hustlers (independent owned)
And the west coast bad
And I told y'all, I can drop anytime I want to
Y'all done realized by now, the haters fell off
Cause they tru 2 da game
I could never where I came from
I'm the ghetto
But I won't change
Cause I'm tru 2 da game, that
it real, keepin' it real
Never sell out, can sell out
Tru 2 da