| Ruthless, as a child, a juvenile
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| Ran with TRU, slanged in the meanwhile
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| Packin, specialize in jackin
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| Liquor store, dope dealers, brothas and others
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| Open shop, it’s all about a come up
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| I’m in a crackhouse waitin on the bubble up
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| Because I’m a gangsta sellin dope
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| Strapped with a gat when I role through the Calliope
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| Bad ass, I never listened to my brother
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| It went in one ear and out the fuckin other
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| Pushin rocks on the block watch the undercover
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| Fuck a dick suckin bitch, yo I ain’t no lover
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| I’m a killa, dope dealer, looking for some dollars
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| At 13 I bought a quarter key of powder
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| Rollin with my fingas on the trigga
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| Brother don’t ya know you can’t touch this nigga
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| A thug, convict, psycho, a criminal
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| Do you stay open, ganked for your yayo
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| Big and bad, no respect for the taz
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| (C-Murder did you ever go to jail)
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| Hell yea, just servin niggas heroin
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| Runnin from the taz, hidin out by the sewers
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| I’m a TRU nigga (fuck em) puttin in work
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| I wear some baggy ass jabros and a motherfuckin saints shirt
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| Slappin all the fiends gettin on my nerves
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| They get beat, ganked, broke and served (fuck em)
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| So you know who I am ho
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| A No Limit Soldier from the motherfuckin Calliope
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| (hmm, I see, So you’re very violent)
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| Always
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| (okay, what would be the situation when you so call
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| Rob someone)
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| Waitin, for the witness to leave
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| I’m bout to do some shit you won’t believe
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| Creep like a G to the back of the house
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| Look in
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| All the lights were out
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| Grabbed the door and it was locked G
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| But fuck that shit, a nigga got a spare key
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| Stuck it in slowly, so he wouldn’t wake up
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| Infared, ready to blow the place up
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| Once inside no time for shakin
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| Lookin for the nigga and the dope I be taking
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| Get what you gonna get, nigga and ride
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| Or get 25 for a mothafuckin homicide
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| Move quickly but no stuntin
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| Ssssshhhh, I hear a motherfucka coming
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| Lights came on, So I shot (Bang)(Bang)
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| Out the door with the dope that I got
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| Over the wall, don’t fall
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| Check my dope cause this was a close call
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| Getting robbed by the C is a lesson
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| So, is there any more questions
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| (yes, as a matter of fact there is
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| Have you ever been involved in like a murder or homicide)
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| You mean a 1−8-7
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| (yea)
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| There da nigga house goes, but don’t pernt
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| Cut the lights out so I can case the jernt
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| Two niggas on the couch smoking and a ho
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| I think Master P was on the muthafuckin radio
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| Niggas wanna fight when I was chillin in the 9th ward
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| He shoulda known killin niggas makes my dick hard
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| (are you sick)
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| Yea, and I’m cunnin
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| Told young Silkk to leave the car runnin
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| Walked in, said bitch lay it down
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| I’m not 8-ball, but them niggas got clowned
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| Hurry up mothafucka (I'll kill ya) don’t lag
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| I wancha dope, jewelry, and all your fuckin cash
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| Foo got brave and went for a sawed off
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| So I shot em all, took their mothafuckin heads off
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| I’m TRU (No Limit) and I’ll serve ya
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| Down in New Orleans it’s just another murda
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| Back in the L-zone, Silkk drive on
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| Threw the gun in the river and hauled on
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| I’m not like Robin Hood
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| Cause I want more, rob from the rich
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| Sell dope to the poor
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| No Limit is bout it you see, nobody better than me
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| I give a shout out to my nigga Eazy-E
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| (is all that real)
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| I don’t lie, rest in peace Eazy
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| See you on the otherside (ya heard me) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tru ?'s, artist - C-Murder. Album song Oldies but Goodies, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп