Luyện nghe bài hát Tru - The Begining

They're (ya know)
Tru nigga!! (a wiseman told me)
(if you're ever gonna make it in
You stay tru to yourself, as well as the ones you love)
bra
(but your eyes open man)
yo eyes on yo enemies
(keep yo' open)
family
(cause you on the top)

(it pulls you down to the bottom)
It ain't over it just beginning..ha ha

[silkk the
It's like the world watchin the boyz
Got em to innocent
got me strapped up, phone tapped up
Keep my to a mininum (shhhhhh)
See I to scheme to live above average
American dream, only few things
hatin on me
Can't believe they turned on me
Once you fake always fake, stay to wait on ya
(tru niggaz) can't your best friend
Nigga cross ya dog
They don't make em like they to
em niggaz they'll cross you all
Love, but don't mean he don't wanna snitch on each other
(c, silkk, p) cut wrists and let blood on each other
(fuck everything else) we life like motherfuckin thugs
Tru niggaz tru tattoes tru everything nigga took it in
Bulletproof shirt, marked meals that is useless
I don't know how y'all do
But I do ballin type shit, no shit (hholm bra)
up, put the rap up
Niggaz we switched nigga fuck it we'll switch back up
Debo (ughhh!!) in the hood still to make me boss (3rd world)
Nigga done shit good that shit will never ever make me soft
Haters prolly thought we'd be by now
Fuck all controavescy shit nigga, when we talk, real niggas react
Smokin down wit our head prolly put us in years wit da feds by now
Status: platinum plaques, buy a and wit a check
Had unless I imagine back
Now sky's the limit niggaz can't that

(silkk) motherfuckers wanted
(master p) da crime family
(silkk)
(master p) realest niggaz, truest niggaz you ever met
In the wooorld!!!
(silkk) ride wit me fly wit me wit me
(master p)
(silkk) money to the sky nigga ball til we my nigga

(master p)
All my real
Y'all this 'cause you know
I been out there playin basketball, lettin the marinate
But as I look the eyes of the perpetrator
I see motherfuckers ain't real, motherfuckerss want what I got
Instead of being a man and get nigga
enough for all us
And that motherfuckin rap nigga that don't sell
That make niggaz stupid
But we ain't never talk bout niggaz on
You got something to say, say it to me
Y'all know we at
Tru thugged out mind figgas niggaz
Real killers, real makers
Haha, c, silkk and p
Truest motherfuckers in the
When it comes to this rap niggaz
niggaz in the world when it come to this rap shit
To all our fam
Nigga we love ya for stayin and keepin it real nigga
Its no for motherfuckin life!!!!
And for y'all motherfuckin haters,
Take a motherfuckin look at yourselves
I know it's killin ya but to this real shit
But you wit yo partnas and yo are lovin this shit
And it's eatin you up on the inside to know
That real done made it out
Tou prolly hatin, but guess what? , why you hatin?
Go on ahead and marinate, hit the motherfuckin weed
And trip on yo motherfuckin
Cause I know who you are nigga, we who you are
But the thang is you gotta wit this nigga
Everybody else love this
Yo motherfuckin momma love shit
Yo daddy love this
Yo brother this shit
Yo motherfucking sister I fucked the day
She love shit nigga haha
So i'ma be in yo system
So be in yo motherfuckin soul
And real niggaz
Y'all get ready to listen to the motherfuckin
Truest eva bein put on motherfuckin records (ughhh!!)
Truest clique, real tru nigga
T-r-u...for life nigga for
But all that shit loc's
The niggaz got the message, turn up the motherfuckin
Lets get rowdy rowdy and bout it it!!!!!!!!!