lirik lagu tru – don’t fuck with tru
[c-murder]
what now? (stupid motherf-cker) what now motherf-cker?
i told you b-tches, stop talkin all that motherf-ckin sh-t
i’m not gonna send n-gg-z out fiendin
i’m comin for ya myself b-tch!
i told you motherf-ckers don’t f-ck with tru
it was a dumb move n-gg-
mow i’m f-ckin wit you, now try your lives
while i put this f-ckin bullet in your dome
you dumb n-gg-, i told y’all to leave us alone
how many n-gg-z got a dolla can’t top my sh-t (my sh-t)
all these b-tch motherf-ckers, quit ridin my d-ck (my d-ck)
you run your motherf-ckin mouth like you a broad or somethin (b-tch)
n-gg-z actin like they motherf-ckin hard or somethin
yeah, you ain’t sh-t with your clique n-gg-
to me you a b-tch, i’m a real n-gg-
jumpin your sh-t f-ckin you wit
throw them hands or them hot thangs
it’s all on you, check my back of my own
fool i’m nothin but tru c-murder bossalinie of this rap game (rap game)
b-tch i’m rich n-gg- you know my motherf-ckin name
big bee hive boy and p and bossalinie (bossalinie)
on the tank that’ll make you wear smelly
and we don’t give a lily f-ck about the laws (f-ck the laws)
we got big b-lls (big b-lls) ghetto supastar drivin big cars
now if you eva in my hood n-gg- holla at me (holla at me)
and if you eva wanna fight then throw a dolla at me (ya b-tch)
now the tank will decide if you wanna live or die (die)
just run your f-ckin mouth and i’ma take you for a ride n-gg-
f-ck what you sayin, it’s all on you fool
i told you motherf-cker (n-gg-) don’t f-ck wit tru
[chorus]
i told you motherf-ckers don’t f-ck wit tru
it was a dumb move n-gg-, now we f-ckin wit you (don’t f-ck wit us)
now try your lives while i put this f-ckin bullet in ya dome
you dumb n-gg-, i told y’all to leave us alone
[silkk the shocker]
i told you n-gg-z don’t f-ck wit us
now i’m makin you n-gg-z gettin clowned
tell n-gg-z is b-tches
some of y’all n-gg-z be p-ssin, sittin down
y’all too small, you know what i.
do to y’all (ooh) my crew ball
and plus b-tch look, we do it all
i don’t f-ck wit (who) him
and i don’t f-ck wit dogs
so what the f-ck you think?
if you f-ck wit him, i’m gonna be f-ckin wit y’all (never)
see i’ll put this gun back n-gg-
and i’ll bust ya all
i ain’t give a f-ck what ya name is
i ain’t give a f-ck what y’all call
n-gg-z wanna probably just… bust for fun
n-gg-z ain’t gonna ever ever, not bust no guns
n-gg-z is way down the street talkin bout what the f-ck y’all done
at the most n-gg-z, probably wanna cuss and run
now we self made million-aires
we make the money, money don’t make us (make us)
if y’all was us, and we was y’all then i would hate us (ehehe)
y’all talk about how y’all wanna be us
y’all ain’t nuttin but a bunch of hood critics
it’s cause we rap now, sh-t y’all still would hit it
(chorus)
[master p]
tru n-gg-z gone ride wit me
the ghetto’s the nba and i’m the lottery
pick from the streets… from the south to the east
you the beauty i’m the beast
f-ck these n-gg-z they know who p
from rags to riches, from quarter to seven-fifty
holla hoody hooo and my n-gg-z gonna deal with ya
i got the game from my homies
and y’all haters, y’all can’t hold me
n-gg-z rappin bout n-gg-z on records like the 80’s,
n-gg- y’all n-gg-z phony
(repeat chorus to fade)
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu tru – hard n’s
- lirik lagu tru – bounce to this
- lirik lagu tru – fedz
- lirik lagu tru – ghetto cheeze
- lirik lagu tru – eyes of a killa
- lirik lagu tru – would you take a bullet for your homie
- lirik lagu tru – run away slaves
- lirik lagu tru – ride
- lirik lagu tru – dangerous in my city
- lirik lagu tru – bounce