Luyện nghe bài hát TRU?'s

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

ruthless, as a child, a
ran TRU, slanged in the meanwhile
packin, in jackin
liquor store, dealers, brothas and others
shop, it's all about a come up
I'm in a waitin on the bubble up
because I'm a gangsta sellin
with a gat when I role through the Calliope
bad ass, I never listened to my
it in one ear and out the fuckin other
pushin rocks on the block the undercover
fuck a dick bitch, yo I ain't no lover
I'm a killa, dope dealer, looking for dollars
at 13 I bought a key of powder
rollin my fingas on the trigga
don't ya know you can't touch this nigga
a thug, convict, psycho, a
do you stay open, ganked for yayo
big and bad, no for the taz
([Reporter] did you ever go to jail)
yea, just servin niggas heroin
runnin the taz, hidin out by the sewers
I'm a TRU nigga (fuck em) in work
I some baggy ass jabros and a motherfuckin saints shirt
all the fiends gettin on my nerves
they get beat, ganked, broke and (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 bout to do shit you wont believe
creep like a G to the back of the
in
all the were out
grabbed the and it was locked G
but that shit, a nigga got a spare key
it in slowly, so he wouldnt wake up
infared, ready to blow the up
once inside no for shakin
lookin for the and the dope I be taking
get what you gonna get, nigga and
or get 25 for a homicide
quickly but no stuntin
ssssshhhh, I a motherfucka coming
lights came on, So I (Bang)(Bang)
out the door the dope that I got
the wall, don't fall
check my dope cause this was a call
getting robbed by the C is a
so, is there any questions

([Reporter] yes, as a matter of fact is,
have you been involved in like a murder or homicide)
you mean a
(yea)

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