Tru - TRU ?'s lyrics

(Reporter) we're sittin here with C-Murder (C-Murder) whasup (Reporter) how are you doing? (C-Murder) alright (Reporter) so C tell me, how was your life as a youngster Ruthless, as a child, a juvenile Ran with TRU, slanged in the meanwhile Packin, specialize in jackin Liquor store, dope dealers, brothas and others Open shop, it's all about a come up I'm in a crackhouse waitin on the bubble up Because I'm a gangsta sellin dope Strapped with a gat when I role through the Calliope Bad a**, I never listened to my brother It went in one ear and out the f**in other Pushin rocks on the block watch the undercover f** a dick s**in b**h, yo I ain't no lover I'm a k**a, dope dealer, looking for some dollars At 13 I bought a quarter key of powder Rollin with my fingas on the trigga Brother don't ya know you can't touch this n***a A thug, convict, psycho, a criminal Do you stay open, ganked for your yayo Big and bad, no respect for the taz ([Reporter] C-Murder did you ever go to jail) Hell yea, just servin n***as h**n Runnin from the taz, hidin out by the sewers I'm a TRU n***a (f** em) puttin in work I wear some baggy a** jabros and a motherf**in saints shirt Slappin all the fiends gettin on my nerves They get beat, ganked, broke and served (f** em) So you know who I am ho A No Limit Soldier from the motherf**in Calliope [Reporter] (hmm, I see, So you're very violent) Always [Reporter] (okay, what would be the situation when you so call Rob someone) Waitin, for the witness to leave I'm bout to do some sh** you wont believe Creep like a G to the back of the house Look in All the lights were out Grabbed the door and it was locked G But f** that sh**, a n***a got a spare key Stuck it in slowly, so he wouldnt wake up Infared, ready to blow the place up Once inside no time for shakin Lookin for the n***a and the dope I be taking Get what you gonna get, n***a and ride Or get 25 for a mothaf**in homicide Move quickly but no stuntin Ssssshhhh, I hear a motherf**a coming Lights came on, So I shot (Bang)(Bang) Out the door with the dope that I got Over the wall, don't fall Check my dope cause this was a close call Getting robbed by the C is a lesson So, is there any more questions [Reporter] (yes, as a matter of fact there is, Have you ever been involved in like a murder or homicide) You mean a 1-8-7 (yea) There da n***a house goes, but don't pernt Cut the lights out so I can case the jerk Two n***as on the couch smoking and a hoe I think Master P was on the muthaf**in radio n***as wanna fight when I was chillin in the 9th ward He shoulda known k**in n***az makes my dick hard (are you sick) Yea, and I'm cunnin Told young Silkk to leave the car runnin Walked in, said b**h lay it down I'm not 8-ball, but them n***az got clowned Hurry up mothaf**a (I'll k** ya) don't lag I wancha dope, j**elry, and all your f**in cash Foo got brave and went for a sawed off So I shot em all, took their mothaf**in heads off I'm TRU (No Limit) and I'll serve ya Down in New Orleans it's just another murda Back in the L-zone, Silkk drive on Threw the gun in the river and hauled on I'm not like Robin Hood, Cause I want more, rob from the rich, Sell dope to the poor No Limit is bout it you see, nobody better than me I give a shout out to my n***a Eazy-E (is all that real) I don't lie, rest in peace Eazy See you on the otherside (ya heard me)