TR U 2 DA game

Haaa, uuuuggggghhhh this is for all the
G's ou there we bout it, bout it and g-ettes, i ain't forget about y'all, uuuugggghhhh gold look like this here today
I have a half an ounce tomorrow
I'll have a key and if you tryin' 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 smilin' and dressed up
Little kids havin' fun in my neighborhood
And fiends walkin' up, talkin' bout its all good
See I'm a
G , ????? 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 slangin'
Others gang bangin'
I'm tryin' to make it out the hood with this gangsta rap
And stay T
RU to the game, and put the town on the map
But haters hate me and ****** try to talk s**t
Cause I done made, a dollar out of 15 cents
On the curb, posted up with them bouldas
And servin' fiends,
A-1 yola And still tryin' stay true with my frist meal
Cause in the ghetto, you got money, you might get killed
And stayin'
TRU to the game, is a part of life
And if you don't player, you might lose your life -chorus -
Tru 2 da game,
Tru 2 da game
Ain't nothin' changed but my bank account
I'm still the same [Silkk the Shocker]
Tryin' to have things major, they can't fade me cash the chips like casino
Today I'm a keep it real, and chill, and get blitzed like
Marino My girl be fussin', she be tussin', constantly buggin'
Askin' me why
I be hustlin'
I got money to make, so ********* * it
I'm a keep it real, if it kills me
Y'all gonna feel me before
I'm done Ball till
I have it all,
I want the whole while if not,
I don't want none
Why I hang with the same ol' ******
That's what they ask me
I be like,
I 'm the same ol' *****
But 'stead, right now,
I gets my sacks free
I gots to stay
TRU fool, about my ****** ****in' mail
I'll be a rich ass *****, y'all gonna be visitin' 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 its
Silkk up on his pager (then ask me) -chorus- [Big Ed]
Bustas can't see me, they blind
I claim TR
U, I thought you knew
My foes catch elbows, cause
I'm on em like a tattoo
Man I'm layin' low like the eyes of a danked out china man
Stayin' gangstafied
While I'm tryin' 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 -chorus- [Mr. Serv-On]
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 spendin' a hundred
G's up in her sleep
When will it stop
I guess when they leave me lyin' on the block
With tears on my glock
A pocket full of lemon drops, laughin' at crooked cops
I guess I'm doin' what
I gotta do
As long as
I stay TRU, until they put me through
I know its 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 -chorus- [Master P] 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
Keepin' it real, keepin' it real
Never sell out , can never sell out
TRU 2 Da Gizame