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[Master P](talking)
What`s up niggas? I told y`all it`s about to be on, nigga We drop shit anytime we want to huh Fell this nigga It`s real (explosion) [Verse one] Flippin` the the game Niggas that got that `cane Murder Mr. Dopeman still in this rap game It`s 1997, my niggas gone to heaven Rest in peace 2Pac from Master P, doin` 2-11s 187 Khadafi, murder Puttin` niggas in six foot motherfuckin` gurters If you fuck with this TRU clique Nigga you gettin` your wig spilt Who run this gangster rap? (No Limit runnin` this!)It`s `bout to be it 187 Khadafi Jumpin` on ghetto dope with these gangster topics Still makin scrilla Your neighborhood drug dealer Ice cream slaingin` Tattooed up real nigga In the rap game pushin` quarters Flippin` the water, from Texas to Florida Choppin` game to the knuckleheads And spittin voodoo on the motherfuckin` chichenheads Down south hustlin`, to the west coast Got nigga choppin` game, I mean this rap shit in to dope Puttin` them in packages, independent spittin` shit Standing on stages with bullet-proof vestes, lookin` for other cliques But who gon` be the next nigga to die in this rap game or drop a hit on the wrong man? `Cause they talkin` shit about other niggas Now it`s a war zone, in this rap game (Chorus) But they can`t stop us TRU niggas They can`t stop us TRU niggas They can`t stop us TRU niggas They can`t stop us TRU niggas [Verse 2] `Cause if y`all kill one, they`ll be a million other niggas in line With ghetto dope, bustin` ghetto rhymes y`all Running from the one time not mines Posted up, hostin` up like SOLDIERS! Down south huster, throwin` bolders Ready to block like a football player Got these 17 rounds FOR Y`ALL HATERS So jump on this ghetto shit and come get this wicked shit And jump up on this rap game and watch a nigga spit Killer, murder topics Put my goals if y`all think y`all can stop it Hardcore bangin`, hangin` slaingin` Nigga down for whatever that`s why we bangin` on wax Into traps Got Beats by the Pound like niggas slaingin` sacks In the `hood, up to no good Got niggas bout it, From Baton Rouge to St. Louis To Cincinnati Got niggas lined up in Atlanta like addicts Gotta have this gangster shit This real shit >From this motherfuckin` TRU clique Ain`t givin` up, living raw And if we die, FUCK IT, sell my `dro To the next gangster nigga Rest in peace Easy-E., but I`m out here makin` SCRILLA! So fuck y`all white laws And y`all motherfuckin`.....POLICE CARS!! Comin` through with gangsters and killers LONG like the motherfuckin` drug dealer `97 to 2000 A.D. little kids wanna be me `Cause I`m bout it, I`m rowdy The government and the press, them motherfuckers want me outtie For runnin` my own shit Niggas sellin` their company like the slaves sold their souls to 30 cents Break bread Don`t you know 15 percent of what you made? You a sucker, a clucker So stop rappin hardcore, you hip-hop motherfuckers And stay true to the gizzame Be about your paper, nigga fuck the fizzame Third ward nigga, runnin` the hill It ain`t no limit to this gangster shit, blunt smokes and keepin` it real Y`all can`t stop us TRU niggas Y`all can`t stop us TRU niggas Y`all can`t stop us TRU niggas `Cause if y`all kill one, they`ll be a millon more TRU niggas [Slikk The Shocker] Bitch it be Slikk choppin` and kickin` shit like karate Fast like a Mazzeroti Crime boss like John Gotti Look into their face, niggas afraid of me Look deeper into their eyes, they scared, yeah y`all busters scared of me `Cause I flow like water Run shit like Ki-jana Carter Tell `em, I`mma be there watch (???) like the French Quarter Down for whatever Bow down nigga never Buck like a Beretta Wet you up like bad weather Got fangs like a cobra Now I got Range like a rover You don`t fuck with us whether you fucked up like a hangover From the city where busters lie From the city where suckers die Make way for P and Silkk, two of the baddest motherfuckers alive Bitch it`s your time BITCH I want the whole nine Bust one line, and make niggas change their whole rhyme I`m the Shocker Yeah, I got them It`s TRU motherfuckers, and y`all can`t stop us And it`s on (explosion)
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