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lirik lagu tru? ‘s – tru

(reporter) we’re sittin here with c-murder
(c-murder) whasup
(reporter) how are you doing?
(c-murder) alright
(reporter) so c tell me, how was your life as a youngster

ruthless, as a child, a juvenile
ran with tru, slanged in the meanwhile
packin, specialize in jackin
liquor store, dope dealers, brothas and others
open shop, it’s all about a come up
i’m in a crackhouse waitin on the bubble up
because i’m a gangsta sellin dope
strapped with a gat when i role through the calliope
bad -ss, i never listened to my brother
it went in one ear and out the f-ckin other
pushin rocks on the block watch the undercover
f-ck a d-ck suckin b-tch, yo i ain’t no lover
i’m a killa, dope dealer, looking for some dollars
at 13 i bought a quarter key of powder
rollin with my fingas on the trigga
brother don’t ya know you can’t touch this n-gg-
a thug, convict, psycho, a criminal
do you stay open, ganked for your yayo
big and bad, no respect for the taz
([reporter] c-murder did you ever go to jail)
h-ll yea, just servin n-gg-s heroin
runnin from the taz, hidin out by the sewers
i’m a tru n-gg- (f-ck em) puttin in work
i wear some baggy -ss jabros and a motherf-ckin saints shirt
slappin all the fiends gettin on my nerves
they get beat, ganked, broke and served (f-ck em)
so you know who i am ho
a no limit soldier from the motherf-ckin calliope

([reporter] hmm, i see, so you’re very violent)
always
([reporter] okay, what would be the situation when you so call
rob someone)

waitin, for the witness to leave
i’m bout to do some sh-t you wont believe
creep like a g to the back of the house
look in
all the lights were out
grabbed the door and it was locked g
but f-ck that sh-t, a n-gg- got a spare key
stuck it in slowly, so he wouldn’t wake up
infared, ready to blow the place up
once inside no time for shakin
lookin for the n-gg- and the dope i be taking
get what you gonna get, n-gg- and ride
or get 25 for a mothaf-ckin homicide
move quickly but no stuntin
ssssshhhh, i hear a motherf-cka coming
lights came on, so i shot (bang)(bang)
out the door with the dope that i got
over the wall, don’t fall
check my dope cause this was a close call
getting robbed by the c is a lesson
so, is there any more questions

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

there da n-gg- house goes, but don’t pernt
cut the lights out so i can case the jerk
two n-gg-s on the couch smoking and a hoe
i think master p was on the m-th-f-ckin radio
n-gg-s wanna fight when i was chillin in the 9th ward
he shoulda known killin n-gg-z makes my d-ck hard
(are you sick)
yea, and i’m cunnin
told young silkk to leave the car runnin
walked in, said b-tch lay it down
i’m not 8-ball, but them n-gg-z got clowned
hurry up mothaf-cka (i’ll kill ya) don’t lag
i wancha dope, jewelry, and all your f-ckin cash
foo got brave and went for a sawed off
so i shot em all, took their mothaf-ckin heads off
i’m tru (no limit) and i’ll serve ya
down in new orleans it’s just another murda
back in the l-zone, silkk drive on
threw the gun in the river and hauled on
i’m not like robin hood,
cause i want more, rob from the rich,
sell dope to the poor
no limit is bout it you see, n-body better than me
i give a shout out to my n-gg- eazy-e
(is all that real)
i don’t lie, rest in peace eazy
see you on the otherside (ya heard me)

- tru

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