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What They Call Us?

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I swore (ya heard)that I`d never rap about another nigga on a record(that`s what stayin tru 2 da game is all about)that I`d never borrow from another nigga, ahaand I`d never work for the white man (never)some say we dealers, they call us killaswho we beTRU niggazsome say we dealers, they call us killaswho we be TRU niggasome say we dealers, they call us killaswho we beTRU niggazgot more game than the averageon the street I`m a savagetrying to flip this motherfuckin cornbread into cabbageain`t got no time for no motherfuckin bustasmy old lady want clustasI`m out here with hustlasflippin change into dollasgot the money and the powergot fiends walking up, beepin meevery motherfucking hourbut this Gotti, going through changegot me sittin, thinking to myselfI`m in this game and I`m twistedI`m having psycho thoughtspeelin my motherfucking neck apartbut that`d be some hoe shitI get down for my skrillacause I`m a killaand if I kill my ownself? hoe niggareal about my papertryin to slip some vaporget some skrillabut these niggas wanta undertake youundercut you with these fiendstry to serve your creamand when you ain`t lookintry to hit you with that laser beamsome nigga you was tru topunk motherfucker try to get me, he`ll get yousuckas don`t live on these streetsI`m from the ghettogrew up on eggs and luncheon meatand not niggas tellin me fuck the hogswhen your best friend play you like a fucking dogbut I don`t trust nobody but my tru niggasI mean my brothas, I mean my real niggasSilkk, C-Murder, and Master PIf it ain`t blood nigga, it might be your enemycause we try to teach niggas to be realbut that`s the same niggas that`ll get you with that stealI mean I taught ya`ll niggas that never in the gamewhat ya`ll done missinmy ghetto heroes is dead and gone and well missinplus suckas, hatas, imitators, want bemotherfucking regulatorsbut ya`ll cowardsend a nigga, kill a nigga when he ain`t lookinand nigga shoot a motherfucker when he ain`t watchinnow who stoppin ya`ll suckasI swore to be a man, killabut ya`ll niggas just don`t understandthat the ghetto is so wickedthese hoes wanta kick itbut these bitches addicted to money and paperlay you on the stretcher, like a bitchthen rape yaBill Clinton be the presidentbut bitch I never votedI`m out here on the streets motherfucker, tryin to representya`ll real niggas by staying independent (tru to the game)making money, staying true, and still in itsome say we dealers, they call us killaswho we beTRU niggazsome say we dealers, they call us killaswho we beTRU niggazthey call us killas and drug dealerswhat the fuck do they knowwant us to jump when they say jumpjust cause they done said sofuck that, I keep my hand on my chrome gatand if its on, let it be onif it`s on, let it be on blackcause see my whole world is evolved around rounding upa fucking tight hoeI`m like a time bombI be cool one second, but you`ll never know when I might explodeshit, how you gonna look through my ???? with no gunonly thing I have in this world are my balls and wordand I`ma brake those for no oneniggas want me to fail, some niggas want me to fallit`s like me against the worldmy back up against the wallwhen money come, that`s precisely, it`s all comingsee they don`t respect the company cuase it`s blackif it was owned by peeps that was white, everybody be runninsee in order to survive, I stick to ghetto tacticsI keep my ?, get tighter than rush hour trafficsee ? wanna know what make Silkk`s mind tick, my mind click, at the sight of blood (why`s that)cause ain`t no love up in this bitchsee niggas be trippin, I cooks my rocksbut ya`ll be on the outside lookin inthat`s why we killassome say we dealers, they call us killaswho we beTRU niggazsome say we dealers, they call us killaswho we beTRU niggazI beez a TRU nigga till I`m deadif I die, bury mebut bitch I`m a four-five, I mean my 9I`m on a ? to killing and drug dealingI`m under surveilance, they tapped my phonebut they ain`t feelin mecause if them fedz only knew they`d probably to jailand lock me up with no bailthis murderistick click that I hang withis sick and ready to hop into some gangsta shitwho we be, we be some tru niggaswith TRU across our stomach and countin legal drug moneynationwide, but runnin this undergroundwith KL, Mo B, Craig B, Beats by the Poundfuck with one, you fuck with us allyou get kidnapped if you a ?leave your blood up on the wallNo Limit be sicksick like the moviefrom New Orleans to Californiabring you bitch and sure I`m on hermy record sales increase every weekso fuck the police that keep stoppin me, jealoussome say we dealers, some say we killersthey didn`t ask one thingwe be some TRU niggazsome say we dealers, they call us killaswho we beTRU niggazsome say we dealers, they call us killaswho we beTRU niggazrepresentin from New Orleans to Richmond, Californiato the midwest to the world niggaTRU nigga

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