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Tru 2 Da Game
作词:Big Ed, Ken Franklin, Master P, Mr. Serv-on, The Shocker
This is for all the Gs out there We 'bout it, 'bout it And G-ettes, I ain't forget about y'all Gold look like this here
Today I have a half an ounce Tomorrow I'll have a ki And if you trying to get some ice cream Won't you call me or won't you beep me?
Looked out the window It must be the giggidy first of the month 'Cause everybody in the ghetto is smiling and dressed up Little kids having fun in my neighborhood And fiends walking up, talking 'bout it's all good
See I'm a G, [unverified]I got that 2 for 3 And y'all a know that I slang, that I C E And everybody in the ghetto use nicknames Like V-90, Master P, Boz and Big Man
My little homies posted up Some hang, hang and some slanging, others gang banging I'm trying to make it out the hood with this gangsta rap And stay Tru 2 da game and put the town on the map
But haters hate me and niggas try to talk shit 'Cause I done made a dollar out of 15 cents On the curb, posted up with them bouldas And serving fiends, A 1 yola
And still trying stay true with my first meal 'Cause in the ghetto, you got money, you might get killed And staying Tru 2 da game is a part of life And if you don't, player, you might lose your life
Tru 2 da game, Tru 2 da game Ain't nothing changed but my bank account I'm still the same
Trying to have things major, they can't fade me Cash the chips like casino Today I'ma keep it real and chill And get blitzed like Marino
My girl be fussing, she be tussing, constantly bugging Asking me why I be hustling I got money to make, so motherfuck it I'ma keep it real, if it kills me
Y'all gonna feel me before I'm done Ball 'til I have it all, I want the whole while If not, I don't want none Why I hang with the same ol' niggas That's what they ask me I be like, I'm the same ol' nigga
But 'stead, right now, I gets my sacks free I gots to stay Tru, fool, about my motherfucking mail I'll be a rich ass nigga, y'all gonna be visiting me in the jail I gots to ball, can't fall, gotta have things major If you don't believe me, next year 'round this time It's Silkk up on his pager 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 (Then ask me)
Tru 2 da game, Tru 2 da game Ain't nothing changed but my bank account I'm still the same
Bustas can't see me, they blind, I claim Tru, I thought you knew My foes catch elbows 'cause I'm on 'em like a tattoo Man, I'm laying low like the eyes of a danked out China man Staying gangstafied while I'm trying to make a million
But politicians run for office They rather me bust a cap in a rat 'Cause they both gonna try and stop this Gangsta rap is what they call it But I gots to come with the realness So all my folks can feel this
Tru 2 da game, Tru 2 da game Ain't nothing changed but my bank account I'm still the same
Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord that my momma will never weep And let her live in peace and stop spending A hundred Gs up in her sleep
When will it stop I guess when they leave me lying on the block With tears on my glock A pocket full of lemon drops, laughing at crooked cops
I guess I'm doing what I gotta do As long as I stay Tru, until they put me through I know it's a shame, things'll never change I hope I live long enough to see my daughter spell my name I'm Tru 2 da Game
Tru 2 da game, Tru 2 da game Ain't nothing changed but my bank account I'm still the same
Still the same, Master P, the whole Tru click (Y'all gonna feel this) Tru to the gizame (Tru to da hood) Money can't change you, it just can make you (Never forget where I came from)
No Limit Records, Down South Hustlers (Independent black owned) And the West Coast Bad Boyz And I told y'all, I can drop something anytime I want to
Y'all done realized by now, the haters done fell off 'Cause they ain't Tru 2 da game I could never forget where I came from I'm from the ghetto but I won't ever change
'Cause I'm Tru 2 da game, believe that Keeping it real, keeping it real Never sell out, can never sell out Tru 2 da gizame
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