| Yeah, I let you in to the organization
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| (fucking organization)
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| I thought you could be trusted
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| (I thought you could be fucking trusted)
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| You could have had anything
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| (You could have had anything)
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| How could you betray the family
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| Loyalty is everything
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| (every fucking thing)
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| You broke the rules
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| (you broke the fucking rules)
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| Its a code we live by
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| There’s no turning back now
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| (welcome to this fucking piece of shit)
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| Who can you trust to watch your back
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| Who can you trust when the enemy comes strapped
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| Who can I trust in this time of greed
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| Who can I trust to look out for me (hey)
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| How could ya, when you did it you lost me
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| I would of gave you the world so how could you cross me
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| I break bread with my TRU on watch my friends and foes
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| Toast hennesy trust nobody keep my enemies close
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| Now all the time I just wanted wanted to be free
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| And all the time I tried to help you just wanted to be me
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| Sometimes I just wanna take clips and go to war all on my own
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| Trusting my TRU niggas and my TRU brothers and I don’t wanna
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| Got tat on my own now if it was mine it was yours if I had it
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| You had it you told me watch my front you gone watch my back
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| I did that you stabbed me nigga be snitchin' to the cops
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| Send me to the penitentiary even if its packed
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| But just mention me to my enemies the ones that stabbed me in the back
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| I wonder who can I trust when I out bustin' blastin' my guns
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| I wonder who can I trust to hop when I’m on the run
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| I wonder who can I trust to hold my last piece of stash
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| I wonder who can I trust to hang with my best piece of ass
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| I knew it was fate by the day when I looked in his eyes
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| I get beside love is trust some nigga came by
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| I heard he workin' with them people nigga kicked in my door
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| Got me facin' all kinds fucked up charges got me sittin' in court
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| (everybody rise)
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| Take my last stand its my last chance but take that warrant to my last dance
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| Before they sentence me I through 'em in the court room and hollered
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| (its ok) Looked 'em in his eyes and wispered you’re a coward
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| D.E.A. |
| boy (freeze get on the fucking ground and don’t move)
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| What part of the game is this
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| Part of the game where the fat lady sings boy its over for you
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| I’m just sittin' here tryin' to make money
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| Not no 'mo that shits over charge it to the game
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| How the fuck ya’ll found out who told ya’ll
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| It was your homey partner
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| Who can you trust (haha) Who can you trust
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| Rest in piece Biggie rest in piece Pac
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| Who can you trust |