Luyện nghe bài hát Tru 2 Da Game

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

Today I a half an ounce
Tomorrow I'll a key
And if you to get some ice cream
Won't you call me, or won't you me

Looked out the
It be the giggidy first of the month
Cause everybody in the is smilin' and dressed up
Little kids fun in my neighborhood
And fiends 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 in the ghetto use nicknames
Like v-90, p, boz, and big man
My homies posted up
Some hang, hang, and some
Others gang
I'm tryin' to make it out the hood this gangsta rap
And tru to the game, 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 bouldas
And servin' fiends, a-1
And tryin' stay true with my frist 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 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 major, they 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', constantly
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 before I'm
Ball I have it all, I want the whole while
If not, I don't none
Why I hang with the ol' niggas
what they ask me
I be like, I'm the ol' nigga
But 'stead, right now, I my sacks free
I gots to stay tru fool, about my motherfuckin'
I'll be a ass nigga, y'all gonna be visitin' me in the jail
I gots to ball, can't fall, gotta have major
If you don't believe me, year round this time
Its silkk up on his (then ask me)

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

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

[mr.
Now I lay me to sleep
I the lord that my momma will never 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 what I gotta do
As long as I stay tru, they put me through
I know it's a shame, never change
I I live long enough to see my daughter spell my name
I'm tru 2 da

p]
Still the
p, the whole tru click (y'all gonna feel this)
Tru to the (tru to da hood)
Money change you, it just can make you
(never where I came from)
No limit records, 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 done off
Cause they ain't tru 2 da
I could never forget where I from
I'm the ghetto
But I ever change
I'm tru 2 da game, believe that
Keepin' it real, it real
Never out, can never sell out
Tru 2 da