Текст (слова) песни: Tru (Master P, Silkk, C-Murder) w Mia X - Tru 2 Da Game

[Master P]
Whazzup with all y`all Tru niggaz
Uuhhh, at ease!
And truettes
Rest of my soldiers out there, Kevin Miller
This ya motherfuckin colonel
Rest in peace Tupac
of the motherfuckin team
And all y`all up there soldiers
Whazzup Big Boz, nigga!
Master P
I got C-Murder with me
T-Scot
L.D.
Silkk the Shocker
Big Mo
Gangsta T
And you know what?
Big Man

We No Limit soldiers -- I thought I told ya (repeat 6X)
Mr. Serv On
Mia X
KLC
Mo B. Dick
Craig B
Hope nigga!
So bitch get ya mind right -- I thought I told ya (repeat 2X)
Kane and Abel
Skull Duggery
We No Limit soldiers -- I thought I told ya (repeat 2X)
T-R-U
All y`all motherfuckin Tru soldiers

Verse One: Master P

Nigga, I`m bustin me locs, but I`m hittin em down with jokes
Y`all niggaz on the rope, got your hoe on da scope
Bitches watching me, jockin me, nigga blockin me, cockin me
Cause I`m the HARDEST motherfucker, out here rockin
I got the game in shades, got the niggaz in blades
I got them hoes on a raid, because the nigga gettin paid
I`ve got, niggaz from coast, slangin my dope
Got niggaz and G`s, and rollin keys keys to record sto`s
Get paid wit fatals, niggaz harder than Cato
Nigga turnin the tables, but niggaz livin like potatoes
Get chopped up in game, niggaz runnin my name
Master P up in chain, is he dead he`s a man
but I be bustin, hustlin, niggaz ain`t trustin
I`m a soldier, that`s why niggaz ain`t trustin
no bitch or no nigga, hoe or no sucka
Fiend or no clucker, but ready to hustle
With boulders, bigga than yo` shoulders
Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja
Cause cowards despise, soldiers we ride
Killers with attitudes, but ready to die
Cause chickens get plucked, hoes get fucked
Turkeys get stuck, and niggaz get cuffed
Ready for combat, my gat with my hard hat
Strapped with my crew and my niggaz and all that
Down for whatever, niggaz straight rowdy
Ask any motherfucker in America they`ll tell ya, we bout it
Soldiers out there tech, bustin don`t think
Lose ya life if you blink
Fuckin with them soldiers on the tank, cause

Chorus: Master P

We No Limit soldiers -- I thought I told ya (repeat 8X)

Verse Two: Silkk the Shocker

Let`s get ready to rumble, them niggaz stumble
Hit em with left blows
Fuck it got death blows
Ready to got to war? Let`s go!
We killas and realas, drug dealers and killers, fuck it
No Limit soldiers, close your eyes
Now picture me foldin dollar bills
I stay fuckin Tru, nigga fuck it, nigga do ya
Nigga I come to life and I scare all y`all bustas like Freddy Kruger
Gangstafied nigga, true to the game nigga
Stay fuckin pullin triggas, fuck up all y`all niggaz
Cause I`m so fuckin T-R-U, representin I thought you knew
Cause killas killas killas
that`s all I be around, nigga fuckin fool
About face, this No Limit soldier
One to the two to the three (hah hah)
Nigga I tried to told ya
Everybody quiet.... while I load up this rifle (attention!)
Now all my soldiers start fightin
It`s time -- to go deep cover
Get to whoopin like Danny Glover, smother like jelly
Really, go deep like Jim Kelly
Fuck it, all y`all bustas open up y`all belly
Think we playin bitch, well we ain`t

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Tru (Master P, Silkk, C-Murder) w Mia X - Tru 2 Da Game [Master P] Whazzup with all y`all Tru niggaz Uuhhh, at ease! And truettes Rest of my soldiers out there, Kevin Miller This ya motherfuckin colonel Rest in peace Tupac of the motherfuckin team And all y`all up there soldiers Whazzup Big Boz, nigga! Master P I got C-Murder with me T-Scot L.D. Silkk the Shocker Big Mo Gangsta T And you know what? Big Man We No Limit soldiers -- I thought I told ya (repeat 6X) Mr. Serv On Mia X KLC Mo B. Dick Craig B Hope nigga! So bitch get ya mind right -- I thought I told ya (repeat 2X) Kane and Abel Skull Duggery We No Limit soldiers -- I thought I told ya (repeat 2X) T-R-U All y`all motherfuckin Tru soldiers Verse One: Master P Nigga, I`m bustin me locs, but I`m hittin em down with jokes Y`all niggaz on the rope, got your hoe on da scope Bitches watching me, jockin me, nigga blockin me, cockin me Cause I`m the HARDEST motherfucker, out here rockin I got the game in shades, got the niggaz in blades I got them hoes on a raid, because the nigga gettin paid I`ve got, niggaz from coast, slangin my dope Got niggaz and G`s, and rollin keys keys to record sto`s Get paid wit fatals, niggaz harder than Cato Nigga turnin the tables, but niggaz livin like potatoes Get chopped up in game, niggaz runnin my name Master P up in chain, is he dead he`s a man but I be bustin, hustlin, niggaz ain`t trustin I`m a soldier, that`s why niggaz ain`t trustin no bitch or no nigga, hoe or no sucka Fiend or no clucker, but ready to hustle With boulders, bigga than yo` shoulders Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja Cause cowards despise, soldiers we ride Killers with attitudes, but ready to die Cause chickens get plucked, hoes get fucked Turkeys get stuck, and niggaz get cuffed Ready for combat, my gat with my hard hat Strapped with my crew and my niggaz and all that Down for whatever, niggaz straight rowdy Ask any motherfucker in America they`ll tell ya, we bout it Soldiers out there tech, bustin don`t think Lose ya life if you blink Fuckin with them soldiers on the tank, cause Chorus: Master P We No Limit soldiers -- I thought I told ya (repeat 8X) Verse Two: Silkk the Shocker Let`s get ready to rumble, them niggaz stumble Hit em with left blows Fuck it got death blows Ready to got to war? Let`s go! We killas and realas, drug dealers and killers, fuck it No Limit soldiers, close your eyes Now picture me foldin dollar bills I stay fuckin Tru, nigga fuck it, nigga do ya Nigga I come to life and I scare all y`all bustas like Freddy Kruger Gangstafied nigga, true to the game nigga Stay fuckin pullin triggas, fuck up all y`all niggaz Cause I`m so fuckin T-R-U, representin I thought you knew Cause killas killas killas that`s all I be around, nigga fuckin fool About face, this No Limit soldier One to the two to the three (hah hah) Nigga I tried to told ya Everybody quiet.... while I load up this rifle (attention!) Now all my soldiers start fightin It`s time -- to go deep cover Get to whoopin like Danny Glover, smother like jelly Really, go deep like Jim Kelly Fuck it, all y`all bustas open up y`all belly Think we playin bitch, well we ain`t Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Tru 2 Da Game: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/12857.html Все тексты песен: Tru (Master P, Silkk, C-Murder) w Mia X » Tru (Master P, Silkk, C-Murder) w Mia X - No Limit Soldiers » Tru (Master P, Silkk, C-Murder) w Mia X - Tru 2 Da Game Рекомендуем скачать: » Ира Ортман (Фабрика звезд-3) - Фотография » Игорь Николаев - На обложке журнала » Ирина Салтыкова - Я твоя » Игорь Бяльский - Из словенской поэзии » Ирина Дубцова - Как ты там? » Игорь Жук - Оловянная война » Игорь Лукьянов, Светлана Волкова - Бархатный блюз » Ирина Аллегрова - Канарейка » Игорь Рощин - На отъезд в аспирантуру в Штаты. » Игорь Андриенко - Нога попала в колесо » Иванушки International - Письма лета » Игорь Андриенко - Сказка про белого бычка » Ирина Анциферова - В предчувствии Нового года » Иван-Кайф - Встречное движение » Игорь Андриенко - Ветер » Игорь Андриенко - Ночная станция » Игорь Саркисов - Ветер чужбины » Инструкция по выживанию - Герои шли, вели бои » Игорь Кузьмин - Автостоп I » Игорь Андриенко - Люблю, тебя, Зима
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