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Versuri C-Murder - The truest s***t


Chorus
This be the truest s***t 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 motherf***ken thug
An outkast couldn't do s***t 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 f***k 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 a*s get the f***k from around me
you sweat the tank but your not a real soldier
would you die for this s***t "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 s***t I said
huh true soldiers true niggas
motherf***king 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 s***t that they saw
I known for taking niggas out in street murder one
muthaf***ker 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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