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 gotta tru to yourself, as well as the ones you love)
bra
(but your eyes open man)
Keep yo 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

the shocker]
It's like the watchin the miller boyz
Got em to prove
got me strapped up, phone tapped up
Keep my conversations to a (shhhhhh)
See I to scheme to live above average
American dream, only few things
hatin on me
Can't believe they state on me
Once you fake always fake, niggaz'll stay to on ya
(tru niggaz) can't trust your best
Nigga he'll ya dog
They don't em like they used to
Make em niggaz they'll you all
Love, but that mean he don't wanna snitch on each other
(c, silkk, p) cut wrists and let blood drip on each
(fuck everything else) we live life motherfuckin thugs
Tru niggaz tru tattoes tru everything nigga took it in
shirt, marked meals that shit is useless
I know how y'all do shit
But I do ballin shit, no rules 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 there to make me (3rd world)
Nigga done shit good that shit will never ever make me soft
Haters prolly we'd be dead by now
Fuck all that controavescy 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 nuttin I imagine back
Now sky's the limit can't imagine that

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

(master p)
All my real
feel this 'cause you know
I been out playin basketball, lettin the game marinate
But as I through the eyes of the perpetrator
I see really ain't real, motherfuckerss want what I got
of being a man and get yours nigga
There's for all us
And that motherfuckin controversy rap nigga that sell
That make niggaz stupid
But we ain't never talk bout on records
You got to say, say it to me nigga
Y'all where we at
Tru niggaz thugged out mind niggaz
Real killers, real money
Haha, c, silkk and p
Truest motherfuckers in the
When it comes to this rap shit
Realest 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 limit for life!!!!
And for y'all motherfuckin haters,
Take a deep look at yourselves
I know it's killin ya but listen to real shit
But you wit yo and yo partna are lovin this shit
And it's eatin you up on the inside to know
That real niggaz done it out
Tou prolly hatin, but guess what? , why you hatin?
Go on ahead and marinate, hit the weed again
And trip on yo self
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 momma love this shit
Yo daddy this shit
Yo love this shit
Yo motherfucking I fucked the other day
She love this nigga haha
So i'ma be in yo system
So i'ma be in yo soul
And real niggaz
get ready to listen to the motherfuckin vibe
Truest shit eva put on motherfuckin records (ughhh!!)
Truest clique, real tru niggaz
T-r-u...for life nigga for
But fuck all that shit
The got the message, turn up the motherfuckin beat
Lets get rowdy and bout it bout it!!!!!!!!!