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Chorus

This be the truest shit I ever said

A nigga might wind up dead

with money comes bad times

these days you got to have a strong mind

I grew up as a motherfucken thug

An outkast couldn`t do shit but slang drugs

In and out of jail ain`t no place to be

i`m not short dog but I just want to be free

made a lot of money do dirt pulling capers

don`t give a fuck who I hurt

You wonder why a nigga can`t sleep man

because I got the blood of my dead brother on my hand

A true nigga can`t rest g

till these bitch ass niggas get the fuck from around me

you sport the tank but your not a real soldier

would you die for this shit "no" P I told ya

your true to the game but your ain`t true to me

nigga be yourself you can`t be me or P

my veins pump no limit blood from day one nigga

ask Big Ed he put it on his only son

chorus 2x

I got a few niggas want me dead

anticipating my death for the shit I said

huh true soldiers true niggas

motherfucking blood true love thugg figues

bitch niggas be plotting on me

behind close doors niggas hola when you see me

P said if you going to get`em

get`em shoot first and make sure you hit em

I can`t lose another tank dog

one more dead and watch no limit go off

y`all ain`t ready for war

I leave niggas tripping off the shit that they saw

I known for taking niggas out in street murder one

muthafucker check my rap sheet

I thank P for taking me out the game

put the mike in my hand and gave me my name

Chorus 2x

Chorus

This be the truest shit I ever said

A nigga might wind up dead

with money comes bad times

these days you got to have a strong mind

I grew up as a motherfucken thug

An outkast couldn`t do shit but slang drugs

In and out of jail ain`t no place to be

i`m not short dog but I just want to be free

made a lot of money do dirt pulling capers

don`t give a fuck who I hurt

You wonder why a nigga can`t sleep man

because I got the blood of my dead brother on my hand

A true nigga can`t rest g

till these bitch ass niggas get the fuck from around me

you sport the tank but your not a real soldier

would you die for this shit "no" P I told ya

your true to the game but your ain`t true to me

nigga be yourself you can`t be me or P

my veins pump no limit blood from day one nigga

ask Big Ed he put it on his only son

chorus 2x

I got a few niggas want me dead

anticipating my death for the shit I said

huh true soldiers true niggas

motherfucking blood true love thugg figues

bitch niggas be plotting on me

behind close doors niggas hola when you see me

P said if you going to get`em

get`em shoot first and make sure you hit em

I can`t lose another tank dog

one more dead and watch no limit go off

y`all ain`t ready for war

I leave niggas tripping off the shit that they saw

I known for taking niggas out in street murder one

muthafucker check my rap sheet

I thank P for taking me out the game

put the mike in my hand and gave me my name

Chorus 2x

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