Текст песни: Tru - Tru `s



we`re sittin here with C Murder

whassup

how are you doing?

alright

so C tell me how was your life as a youngster



ruthless as a child a juvenile

ran with TRU slanged in the meanwhile

packin specialize in jackin

liquor store dope dealers brothas and others

open shop it`s all about a come up

I`m in the crachhouse waitin on a bubble up

cause I`m a gangsta sellin dope

strapped with a gat when I role through the Calliope

bad ass, never listened to my brother

it went in one ear and out the fuckin other

pushin rocks on the block, watchin all the coke

fuck a dick suckin bitch, yo I ain`t no lover

I`m a killa, dope dealer, looking for some dollars

at 13 I bought a quarter key of powder

rollin with my fingers on the trigga

pit it on ya, ya know you can`t touch this nigga

or thug, convict, psycho, or criminal

do you say open, ganked for your yayo

big and bad, no respect for the task

(C-Murder did you ever go to jail)

hell yea, just servin niggas heroin

runnin from the task, hidin out by the sewers

I`m a TRU nigga (fuck em) puttin in work

I wear some baggy ????? and the motherfuckin same shirt

slappin all the fiends gettin on my nerves

they get beat, ganked, broke ass served (fuck em)

so you know who I am hoe

a No Limit Soldier from the motherfucking Calliope



hmm, I see, So you`re very violent

always

okay, what would be the situation when you so call

rob someone



waitin, for the witness to leave

I`m about to do some shit you wouldn`t believe

creep like a G to the back of the house

look in

all the lights are out

grabbed the door but it was locked G

but fuck that shit, a nigga got a spare key

stuck it in slow, so he wont wake up

infared, ready to blow the place up

once inside no time for shakin

lookin for the nigga and the dope I be taking

get what you gonna get, nigga and ride

or get 25 for a motherfuckin homicide

more quickly but no stuntin

ssssshhhh, I think a motherfucking coming

lights came on, So I shot

out thedoor with the dope that I got

over the wall, don`t fall

check my dope cause this was a close call

getting robbed by C is a lesson

so, is there any more questions



yes, as a matter of fact there is

have you ever been involved in a murder or homicide

you mean a 1-8-7

yea



there go House, but don`t turn

cut the lights out so I can case the joint

two niggas on the couch smoking and a hoe

I think Master P was on the motherfucking radio

nigga wanta fight when I was chillin in the 9th ward

he shoulda knowned that killing niggas makes my dick hard

(are you sick)

yea, and I`m cunnin

told young Silkk to leave the car runnin

walked in, said bitch lay it down

I`m not Eightball, but niggas got clowned

hurry up motherfucker, don`t lag on

I wan`t your dope, jewelry, and all your fuckin cash

2 got brave and went for a sawed off

so I shot em all, took ther motherfucking heads off

I`m TRU (No Limit) and I serve ra

down in the N.O. it`s just another murder

back out the house, told Silkk drive on

threw the gun in the river and hauled off

I`m not the Robin Hood, cause I want more

?????? from the rich, sell dope to the poor

No Limit is better you see, nobody better than me

I give a shout out to my nigga Eazy-E

(is all that real)

I don`t lie, rest in peace Easy

see you on the otherside

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we`re sittin here with C Murder

whassup

how are you doing?

alright

so C tell me how was your life as a youngster



ruthless as a child a juvenile

ran with TRU slanged in the meanwhile

packin specialize in jackin

liquor store dope dealers brothas and others

open shop it`s all about a come up

I`m in the crachhouse waitin on a bubble up

cause I`m a gangsta sellin dope

strapped with a gat when I role through the Calliope

bad ass, never listened to my brother

it went in one ear and out the fuckin other

pushin rocks on the block, watchin all the coke

fuck a dick suckin bitch, yo I ain`t no lover

I`m a killa, dope dealer, looking for some dollars

at 13 I bought a quarter key of powder

rollin with my fingers on the trigga

pit it on ya, ya know you can`t touch this nigga

or thug, convict, psycho, or criminal

do you say open, ganked for your yayo

big and bad, no respect for the task

(C-Murder did you ever go to jail)

hell yea, just servin niggas heroin

runnin from the task, hidin out by the sewers

I`m a TRU nigga (fuck em) puttin in work

I wear some baggy ????? and the motherfuckin same shirt

slappin all the fiends gettin on my nerves

they get beat, ganked, broke ass served (fuck em)

so you know who I am hoe

a No Limit Soldier from the motherfucking Calliope



hmm, I see, So you`re very violent

always

okay, what would be the situation when you so call

rob someone



waitin, for the witness to leave

I`m about to do some shit you wouldn`t believe

creep like a G to the back of the house

look in

all the lights are out

grabbed the door but it was locked G

but fuck that shit, a nigga got a spare key

stuck it in slow, so he wont wake up

infared, ready to blow the place up

once inside no time for shakin

lookin for the nigga and the dope I be taking

get what you gonna get, nigga and ride

or get 25 for a motherfuckin homicide

more quickly but no stuntin

ssssshhhh, I think a motherfucking coming

lights came on, So I shot

out thedoor with the dope that I got

over the wall, don`t fall

check my dope cause this was a close call

getting robbed by C is a lesson

so, is there any more questions



yes, as a matter of fact there is

have you ever been involved in a murder or homicide

you mean a 1-8-7

yea



there go House, but don`t turn

cut the lights out so I can case the joint

two niggas on the couch smoking and a hoe

I think Master P was on the motherfucking radio

nigga wanta fight when I was chillin in the 9th ward

he shoulda knowned that killing niggas makes my dick hard

(are you sick)

yea, and I`m cunnin

told young Silkk to leave the car runnin

walked in, said bitch lay it down

I`m not Eightball, but niggas got clowned

hurry up motherfucker, don`t lag on

I wan`t your dope, jewelry, and all your fuckin cash

2 got brave and went for a sawed off

so I shot em all, took ther motherfucking heads off

I`m TRU (No Limit) and I serve ra

down in the N.O. it`s just another murder

back out the house, told Silkk drive on

threw the gun in the river and hauled off

I`m not the Robin Hood, cause I want more

?????? from the rich, sell dope to the poor

No Limit is better you see, nobody better than me

I give a shout out to my nigga Eazy-E

(is all that real)

I don`t lie, rest in peace Easy

see you on the otherside

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