Luyện nghe bài hát TRU?'s

(Reporter) we're here with C-Murder
(C-Murder)
(Reporter) how are you
(C-Murder)
(Reporter) so C me, how was your life as a youngster

ruthless, as a child, a
ran with TRU, slanged in the
packin, specialize in
liquor store, dope dealers, and others
open shop, all about a come up
I'm in a crackhouse waitin on the up
because I'm a sellin dope
strapped with a gat when I role through the
bad ass, I never to my brother
it went in one ear and out the fuckin
rocks on the block watch the undercover
fuck a dick bitch, yo I ain't no lover
I'm a killa, dealer, looking for some dollars
at 13 I bought a key of powder
rollin with my on the trigga
brother don't ya know you can't touch this
a thug, convict, psycho, a
do you stay open, for your yayo
big and bad, no for the taz
([Reporter] did you ever go to jail)
hell yea, just niggas heroin
runnin from the taz, hidin out by the
I'm a TRU (fuck em) puttin in work
I wear some baggy ass and a motherfuckin saints shirt
slappin all the gettin on my nerves
get beat, ganked, broke and served (fuck em)
so you who I am ho
a No Limit Soldier from the motherfuckin

([Reporter] hmm, I see, So you're violent)

([Reporter] okay, what would be the when you so call
rob someone)

waitin, for the to leave
I'm to do some shit you wont believe
creep like a G to the of the house
in
all the lights out
grabbed the door and it was G
but fuck that shit, a nigga got a key
it in slowly, so he wouldnt wake up
infared, ready to blow the up
once inside no time for
lookin for the nigga and the I be taking
get what you get, nigga and ride
or get 25 for a homicide
move quickly but no
ssssshhhh, I hear a coming
lights on, So I shot (Bang)(Bang)
out the with the dope that I got
over the wall, fall
check my dope this was a close call
robbed by the C is a lesson
so, is there any questions

([Reporter] yes, as a of fact there is,
you ever been involved in like a murder or homicide)
you a 1-8-7
(yea)

there da nigga house goes, but pernt
cut the lights out so I can the jerk
two on the couch smoking and a hoe
I think Master P was on the muthafuckin
wanna fight when I was chillin in the 9th ward
he shoulda known killin makes my dick hard
(are you sick)
yea, and I'm
told young to leave the car runnin
walked in, said bitch lay it
I'm not 8-ball, but them got clowned
hurry up (I'll kill ya) don't lag
I dope, jewelry, and all your fuckin cash
foo got brave and for a sawed off
so I shot em all, took their heads off
I'm TRU (No Limit) and serve ya
down in New it's just another murda
in the L-zone, Silkk drive on
threw the gun in the and hauled on
I'm not Robin Hood,
cause I want more, rob the rich,
sell to the poor
No Limit is bout it you see, nobody than me
I give a shout out to my Eazy-E
(is all real)
I lie, rest in peace Eazy
see you on the (ya heard me)