Tru - What They Call Us? lyrics

I swore (ya heard) That i'd never rap about another n***a on a record (that's what stayin tru 2 da game is all about) That i'd never borrow from another n***a, aha And i'd never work for the white man (never) Some say we dealers, they call us k**as Who we be Tru n***az Some say we dealers, they call us k**as Who we be Tru n***a Some say we dealers, they call us k**as Who we be Tru n***az Got more game than the average On the street i'm a savage Trying to flip this motherf**in cornbread into cabbage Ain't got no time for no motherf**in bustas My old lady want clustas I'm out here with hustlas Flippin change into dollas Got the money and the power Got fiends walking up, beepin me Every motherf**ing hour But this gotti, going through change Got me sittin, thinking to myself I'm in this game and i'm twisted I'm having psycho thoughts Peelin my motherf**ing neck apart But that'd be some hoe sh** I get down for my skrilla Cause i'm a k**a And if i k** my ownself ? hoe n***a Real about my paper Tryin to slip some vapor Get some skrilla But these n***as wanta undertake you Undercut you with these fiends Try to serve your cream And when you ain't lookin Try to hit you with that laser beam Some n***a you was tru to Punk motherf**er try to get me, he'll get you s**as don't live on these streets I'm from the ghetto Grew up on eggs and luncheon meat And not n***as tellin me f** the hogs When your best friend play you like a f**ing dog But i don't trust nobody but my tru n***as I mean my brothas, i mean my real n***as Silkk, c-murder, and master p If it ain't blood n***a, it might be your enemy Cause we try to teach n***as to be real But that's the same n***as that'll get you with that steal I mean i taught ya'll n***as that never in the game What ya'll done missin My ghetto heroes is dead and gone and well missin Plus s**as, hatas, imitators, want be Motherf**ing regulators But ya'll cowards End a n***a, k** a n***a when he ain't lookin And n***a shoot a motherf**er when he ain't watchin Now who stoppin ya'll s**as I swore to be a man, k**a But ya'll n***as just don't understand That the ghetto is so wicked These hoes wanta kick it But these b**hes addicted to money and paper Lay you on the stretcher, like a b**h Then rape ya Bill clinton be the president But b**h i never voted I'm out here on the streets motherf**er, tryin to represent Ya'll real n***as by staying independent (tru to the game) Making money, staying true, and still in it Some say we dealers, they call us k**as Who we be Tru n***az Some say we dealers, they call us k**as Who we be Tru n***az They call us k**as and drug dealers What the f** do they know Want us to jump when they say jump Just cause they done said so f** that, i keep my hand on my chrome gat And if its on, let it be on If it's on, let it be on black Cause see my whole world is evolved around rounding up A f**ing tight hoe I'm like a time bomb I be cool one second, but you'll never know when i might explode sh**, how you gonna look through my ???? with no gun Only thing i have in this world are my balls and word And i'ma brake those for no one n***as want me to fail, some n***as want me to fall It's like me against the world My back up against the wall When money come, that's precisely, it's all coming See they don't respect the company cuase it's black If it was owned by peeps that was white, everybody be runnin See in order to survive, i stick to ghetto tactics I keep my ?, get tighter than rush hour traffic See ? 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 b**h See n***as be trippin, i cooks my rocks But ya'll be on the outside lookin in That's why we k**as Some say we dealers, they call us k**as Who we be Tru n***az Some say we dealers, they call us k**as Who we be Tru n***az I beez a tru n***a till i'm dead If i die, bury me But b**h i'm a four-five, i mean my 9 I'm on a ? to k**ing and drug dealing I'm under surveilance, they tapped my phone But they ain't feelin me Cause if them fedz only knew They'd probably to jail And lock me up with no bail This murderistick click that i hang with Is sick and ready to hop into some gangsta sh** Who we be, we be some tru n***as With tru across our stomach and countin legal drug money Nationwide, but runnin this underground With kl, mo b, craig b, beats by the pound f** with one, you f** with us all You get kidnapped if you a ? Leave your blood up on the wall No limit be sick Sick like the movie From new orleans to california Bring you b**h and sure i'm on her My record sales increase every week So f** the police that keep stoppin me, jealous Some say we dealers, some say we k**ers They didn't ask one thing We be some tru n***az Some say we dealers, they call us k**as Who we be Tru n***az Some say we dealers, they call us k**as Who we be Tru n***az Representin from new orleans to richmond, california To the midwest to the world n***a Tru n***a