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C-murder
The Truest Shit

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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 get the fuck from around me

You sweat 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

C-murder
The Truest Shit

tekst dodał: robex
data dodania: 19-10-2007
wyświetleń: 106