Luyện nghe bài hát Tru - The Begining

They're (ya know)
Tru nigga!! (a wiseman told me)
(if you're ever gonna it in life
You gotta tru to yourself, as well as the ones you love)
bra
(but keep your 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 know it beginning..ha ha

the shocker]
It's the world watchin the miller boyz
Got em to innocent
They got me strapped up, phone up
my conversations to a mininum (shhhhhh)
See I used to scheme to live above
dream, seen only few things
Niggas on me
Can't they turned state on me
Once you fake always fake, niggaz'll to wait on ya
(tru niggaz) can't trust best friend
Nigga cross ya dog
They don't em like they used to
Make em they'll cross you all
Love, but that don't mean he don't wanna snitch on other
(c, silkk, p) cut wrists and let blood drip on other
(fuck everything else) we live life motherfuckin thugs
Tru niggaz tru tru everything nigga took it in blood
Bulletproof shirt, meals that shit 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 think we switched nigga fuck it we'll switch up
Debo (ughhh!!) in the hood still to make me boss (3rd world)
Nigga done shit good livin that shit will never ever me soft
Haters prolly thought be dead by now
all that controavescy shit nigga, when we talk, real niggas react
Smokin down wit our head down prolly put us in wit da feds by now
Status: platinum plaques, buy a house and wit a
Had nuttin unless I imagine
Now sky's the niggaz can't imagine that

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

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