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 have a an ounce
I'll have a key
And if you tryin' 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 smilin' and dressed up
Little kids havin' fun in my
And fiends walkin' up, talkin' bout all good
See I'm a g, ? ? ? ? ? I got 2 for 3
And y'all a know that I slang, that
And everybody in the use nicknames
Like v-90, p, boz, and big man
My little homies up
Some hang, hang, and some
Others gang
I'm tryin' to 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 made, a dollar out of 15 cents
On the curb, posted up with them
And fiends, a-1 yola
And tryin' stay true with my frist meal
Cause in the ghetto, you got money, you get killed
And stayin' tru to the game, is a of life
And if you don't player, you lose 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, can't fade me
Cash the chips casino
I'm a keep it real, and chill, and get blitzed like marino
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 feel me I'm done
till I have it all, I want the whole while
If not, I don't want
Why I hang with the same ol'
That's what ask me
I be like, I'm the ol' nigga
But 'stead, right now, I gets my free
I gots to stay tru fool, about my mail
I'll be a rich ass nigga, y'all gonna be 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 silkk up on his (then ask me)

ed]
Bustas see me, they blind
I claim tru, I thought you
My foes catch elbows, cause I'm on em like a
Man I'm layin' low the eyes of a danked out china man
gangstafied
While I'm tryin' to a million
But run for office
They me bust a cap in a rat, cause they both gonna try and stop

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

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

p]
Still the
Master p, the whole tru (y'all gonna feel this)
Tru to the (tru to da hood)
can't change you, it just can make you
(never forget where I from)
No records, down south hustlers (independent black 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 ain't tru 2 da game
I could never forget I came from
I'm the ghetto
But I won't ever
Cause I'm tru 2 da game, believe
it real, keepin' it real
Never sell out, can sell out
Tru 2 da