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tru - living that life lyrics

[master p]
d-mn, these n-gg-s ain’t come with that sh-t there man
check this out

[master p]
see i’m a g on the grind 24/7
don’t give a d-mn if i don’t go to heaven
us g’s live bad on the street
i gotta hustle hard cause a n-gg- gotta eat

[silkk]
cause n-body ever gave me nothin’ but a hard time
two strikes on my record and a scared mind

[master p]
so i’m crazy, drive by miss daisy
sellin’ dope to all these motherf-ckers and killin’ babies
i know it’s sad but i gotta pay the bills
who gives a f-ck about me jack or jill

[silkk]
you know what p, man you right
cause if i live to see twenty-one, well i lived a long-life

[master p]
and the p won’t change
call me mr. rogers or the neighbor dope-man
still hustlin’ hard, in-and-out of jail
mama’s bad boy, tryin’ to run that ant hill
some bad cards been dealt
my auntie marie told my mamma that i’ll probably get my cap peeled
and i don’t give a f-ck
still tryin’ to make a dollar fifteen cent out that ice cream truck

chorus: tru

cause i’m a hustla, that’s what hustlas do
listen baby why you wanna live that life
cause i’m a hustla, that’s what hustlas do
listen baby you know you ain’t livin’ right
cause i’m a hustla, that’s what hustlas do
listen baby

[master p]
silkk kick some sh-t

[silkk]
i’ll be glad to

[master p]
fool, why you live like you live

[silkk]
cause i have to
when i be leavin’ the house, i be lyin’ to my chick
tell her i’ll be home, cause i don’t want that cryin’ sh-t
i wish i could tell her everything would be alright
but if the man let me make it tomorrow, i’ll be home that night
and when she hear shots she page me
havin’ nightmares that a n-gg-‘s pushin’ up daisies
because i’m hangin’ with these killas
she’s always tellin’ me not to hang with my tru n-gg-s

chorus

[master p]
young brother in the hood lose his life
who gives a d-mn, just another ghetto life
blame it on this rap sh-t that i spit
what about these hoovies or this f-cked up government
you didn’t blame bush when he bombed iraq
or noreaga when he? for sellin’ that crack
and it’s sad to see a mother cry
it took the beatin’ of rodney king
hit three-million dollars to realize
that life in the ghetto ain’t sh-t
and oj wouldn’t be on trial if it wasn’t a white b-tch
i just kick the real, a lot of people don’t know the deal
they wanted to beat tyson and tupac before that went to jail
and it’s sad to see this happen
stars like michael jackson on trial now what’s really happenin’
and? must be a joke
anita hille, clarence thomas now what’s up folks
and no role models to look up to
that’s why n-gg-s form gangs and die for colors like red and blue
a b-st-rd child without a father figure
i’m not spice 1, but just another young n-gg-
tryin’ to hustle on the grind, make a loaf of bread
even though these penetentiary chances gonna take me to my grave

chorus

why you wanna live that life, i’m missing you baby
you know you ain’t livin’ right
it ain’t no limit to these tru n-gg-s hustling
why you wanna live that life, i’m missing you baby
you know you ain’t livin’ right
no-no-no-no-no-no-no

- tru lyrics

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