C-Murder Lyrics

Album: Life Or Death

The TRUest Shit Lyrics

Chorus 

This be the truest shit I ever said 

A nigga might wind up dead 

with money comes bad times 

these days you got to have a strong mind 

I grew up as a motherfucken thug 

An outkast couldn't do shit but slang drugs 

In and out of jail ain't no place to be 

i'm not short dog but I just want to be free 

made a lot of money do dirt pulling capers 

don't give a fuck who I hurt 

You wonder why a nigga can't sleep man 

because I got the blood of my dead brother on my hand 

A true nigga can't rest g 

till these bitch ass niggas get the fuck from around me 

you sport the tank but your not a real soldier 

would you die for this shit "no" P I told ya 

your true to the game but your ain't true to me 

nigga be yourself you can't be me or P 

my veins pump no limit blood from day one nigga 

ask Big Ed he put it on his only son 

chorus 2x 

I got a few niggas want me dead 

anticipating my death for the shit I said 

huh true soldiers true niggas 

motherfucking blood true love thugg figues 

bitch niggas be plotting on me 

behind close doors niggas hola when you see me 

P said if you going to get'em 

get'em shoot first and make sure you hit em 

I can't lose another tank dog 

one more dead and watch no limit go off 

y'all ain't ready for war 

I leave niggas tripping off the shit that they saw 

I known for taking niggas out in street murder one 

muthafucker check my rap sheet 

I thank P for taking me out the game 

put the mike in my hand and gave me my name 

Chorus 2x