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 forget y'all, uuuugggghhhh
Gold like this here

Today I have a half an
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 first of the month
Cause in the ghetto is smilin' and dressed up
Little kids fun in my neighborhood
And walkin' up, talkin' bout it's all good
See I'm a g, ? ? ? ? ? I got 2 for 3
And y'all a that I slang, that i-c-e
And everybody in the use nicknames
v-90, master p, boz, and big man
My little posted up
hang, hang, and some slangin'
Others bangin'
I'm tryin' to make it out the hood with this rap
And tru to the game, and put the town on the map
But haters hate me and niggas try to talk
I done made, a dollar out of 15 cents
On the curb, up with them bouldas
And fiends, a-1 yola
And still tryin' stay true with my meal
Cause in the ghetto, you got money, you might get
And tru to the 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 nothin' changed but my account
I'm still the

[silkk the
Tryin' to things major, they can't fade me
Cash the chips casino
Today I'm a keep it real, and chill, and get blitzed marino
My girl be fussin', she be tussin', buggin'
me why I be hustlin'
I got money to make, so it
I'm a keep it real, if it me
Y'all gonna feel me before I'm
Ball till I have it all, I want the 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 same ol'
But 'stead, now, I gets my sacks free
I gots to stay tru fool, about my motherfuckin'
be a rich ass nigga, y'all gonna be visitin' me in the jail
I to ball, can't fall, gotta have things major
If you don't believe me, next year this time
Its up on his pager (then ask me)

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Bustas can't see me, they
I claim tru, I you knew
My foes catch elbows, cause I'm on em like a
Man I'm low like the eyes of a danked out china man
gangstafied
While I'm to make a million
But politicians run for
They rather me bust a cap in a rat, cause they both gonna try and

Gangsta rap is they call it
But I gots to come the realness
So all my folks can this

[mr.
Now I lay me to sleep
I pray the lord that my momma will weep
And let her in peace and stop spendin' a hundred g's up in her sleep
When will it
I guess they leave me lyin' on the block
With tears on my
A pocket full of drops, laughin' at crooked cops
I guess I'm doin' I gotta do
As long as I tru, until they put me through
I know it's a shame, things'll change
I hope I live enough to see my daughter spell my name
I'm tru 2 da

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Still the
p, the whole tru click (y'all gonna feel this)
Tru to the (tru to da hood)
Money can't you, it just can make you
(never forget where I from)
No limit records, down south (independent black owned)
And the coast bad boyz
And I told y'all, I can something anytime I want to
Y'all done by now, the haters done fell off
Cause ain't tru 2 da game
I could never where I came from
I'm from the
But I won't change
I'm tru 2 da game, believe that
Keepin' it real, keepin' it
sell out, can never sell out
Tru 2 da