Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song This Or That , by - C-Murder. Release date: 29.04.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
This Or That |
| Slang or rap, two sides to the story |
| What side you gone choose, it’s on you ya dig |
| It’s either (slang or rap) it’s either this or that |
| But check it out |
| It’s either this or that, now what you mean |
| This or that, it’s either this or that |
| Now what you mean, this or that |
| It’s either this or that, now what you mean |
| This or that, it ain’t no in between black |
| And you know I mean that |
| Ain’t no in between nothing, now let me tell you something |
| You either love me or hate me and yes the streets made me |
| And yes, I must, gone do just what I feel |
| I guess you could call that, keeping it real |
| Cause gangstas don’t live that long, I can’t tell |
| Cause me and my dogs is a long way from hell |
| But not too far from jail it’s either, this or that |
| You remember you gave me dap, of course I was strapped |
| Silly rabbit you know, tricks are for kids |
| My homie’s facing years, too lifetime big |
| Now what should I do, that nigga said he was TRU |
| So with no hesitation I’m at the sub station |
| No rehabilitation, I wanna see you freeze |
| I wanna see you back at town chilling with me |
| And see, the laws looking for his family |
| It’s either this or that cuz are you down with me |
| The ghetto made me famous, which way should I go |
| Wanna do the right thing but the streets all I know |
| So I choose to be TRU that’s the way that I feel |
| You either love me or hate me cause I’m keeping it real |
| Say brah why don’t you rap, just like a tree a need you |
| You know that G don’t like me he’s a dog you oblite me |
| Quit tugging on my sleeve, just like it’s all good |
| See me I’m from the hood I’m never gone change it’s all good |
| Papa didn’t raise me, mama didn’t care for me |
| I never left the streets my niggas they was there for me |
| A bastard child, no future, no hope |
| The streets took me in so I bubble up the dope |
| I’m not radio friendly, I guess it’s not in me |
| I hate Officer Friendly, my charges still pending |
| It’s me against the world, confessions to my girl |
| Ghetto pussy’s quite tempting forgive me for gimping |
| I’m not Simon, ain’t nothing bout me simple |
| I’ll bust you like a a pimple, ain’t tripping on your kin folk |
| I wish everybody in the world could be like me |
| It’s T-R-U and Kevin Miller, rest in peace |
| The ghetto made me famous, which way should I go |
| Wanna do the right thing but the streets all I know |
| So I choose to be TRU that’s the way that I feel |
| You either love me or hate me cause I’m keeping it real |
| Now let me tell a little story bout this boy named C |
| A poor breaded child from the C-P-3 |
| And then one day, got the powder from these dudes |
| And then he found out it could bubble up too |
| (talking) |
| Now that’s how the hustle game started you heard me |
| Yeah, slang or rap, like that, and then I flipped it |
| And went to the rap game, you heard me |
| That’s what I’m doing now |
| It’s either this or that, slang or rap |
| Understand, love me or hate me, ain’t no in between |
| TRU Records respect us Deadly Soundz forever |
| Nigga, yeah, yeah, peace out |