Chorus
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This be the truest shit I ever said
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A nigga might wind up dead
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with money comes bad times
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these days you got to have a strong mind
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I grew up as a motherfucken thug
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An outkast couldn't do shit but slang drugs
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In and out of jail ain't no place to be
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i'm not short dog but I just want to be free
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made a lot of money do dirt pulling capers
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don't give a fuck who I hurt
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You wonder why a nigga can't sleep man
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because I got the blood of my dead brother on my hand
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A true nigga can't rest g
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till these bitch ass get the fuck from around me
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you sweat the tank but your not a real soldier
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would you die for this shit "no" P I told ya
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your true to the game but your ain't true to me
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nigga be yourself you can't be me or P
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my veins pump no limit blood from day one nigga
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ask Big Ed he put it on his only son
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chorus 2x
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I got a few niggas want me dead
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anticipating my death for the shit I said
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huh true soldiers true niggas
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motherfucking blood true love thugg figues
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bitch niggas be plotting on me
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behind close doors niggas hola when you see me
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P said if you going to get'em
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get'em shoot first and make sure you hit em
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I can't lose another tank dog
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one more dead and watch no limit go off
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y'all ain't ready for war
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I leave niggas tripping off the shit that they saw
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I known for taking niggas out in street murder one
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muthafucker check my rap sheet
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I thank P for taking me out the game
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put the mike in my hand and gave me my name
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Chorus 2x
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The Truest Shit
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C-Murder |