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Tru lyrics Tell Them What's Going On lyrics [Master P] Inside the ghetto you see kids with no shirts or shoes and no sweaters, and life is kinda cold, little kids withdirty pampers and a god damn runny nose and moms never home, never really had a da now what really going on?, now what should I do? my little brothers stomach growling in the god damn rich do searching in the box for something to eat knowing there aint gon be a god damn thing in there G in the middle of the night it get strange sister baby keep crying they want milk man but she dont give a damn she's out tricking for a hit dont give a fuck bout little sam and all night long the neighbors fussing my ear to the wall he beats us up and 2 hours later come the police instead of helping honey rather fuck with me its truly on the wall, want my eyes deep now whats really going on G? [Big Ed] Man this police fatality gotta stop ma cause brother aint going out like Rodney King no more [Master P] Little Sammy grew up to be the neighborhood dope dealer, big wheeler, cap peeler, never gave a damn bout another life going to jail cause sam was just another night money and dope was a trade but not enough money to save this motherfuck's age mama did sam like change started ganking his own people like in the dope game and I better run out to a quarter that little sam wont live to see tomorrow and the government really dont gives a damn cause every neighborhood you find a fucking sam its some little kid with no pride but not enough education to survive a lotta people in it to win dont a damn about the lives they lose in the system It's a shame, black politics and government damn, uncle sam, so we retaliate, so who are you going to judge when we all make mistakes so I just move on you cant stop a nigga from writting a bout it in a song and I aint the one to get fucked in other words you mess with P its like pressing your luck and I'm getting paid, and I aint gon let you treat every damn black man like a slave and if you do your wrong, now what really going on Other Tru lyrics: Niggas From Calli lyrics Fuck That Shit lyrics Let's Do It lyrics Little Slut lyrics I Ain't Go'n Out Like That lyrics I'm the Funkiest lyrics Last Dance lyrics That's How We Break Bread lyrics Mobbin Through My Hood lyrics Living That Life lyrics Another Day, Another Dollar lyrics Watch Your Ass (Bonus) lyrics Keep it Jumping lyrics Anything Goes lyrics I'm Bout It, Bout It lyrics Fuck Them Hoes lyrics Ain't No Glock lyrics TRU Playaz lyrics Would You Take a Bullet for Your Homie lyrics Keep it All Good lyrics Eyes of a Killa lyrics TRU - The Begining lyrics Hoody Hoo lyrics Dangerous in My City lyrics Miller Boyz lyrics TRU Homies (Street Version) lyrics Don't Judge Me lyrics The Tank Goes On lyrics Hard N's lyrics Stay Real lyrics Suppose to be My Friend lyrics The Ghetto is a Struggle lyrics Run Away Slaves lyrics Livin' Like a Hustler lyrics No Limit Army lyrics Bounce lyrics You'll Never Change lyrics Hail Mary lyrics Soilder Till I Die lyrics Buss That lyrics Don't Fuck With TRU lyrics Never lyrics R.I.P. Kevin lyrics Bounce to This lyrics It's a Beautiful Thing lyrics The World is Yours lyrics We Riders lyrics Prayer for a G lyrics TRU Homies (Radio Version) lyrics Intro. lyrics No Limit Soldiers lyrics I Always Feel Like (Somebody's Watchin Me) lyrics Smokin Green lyrics I Got Candy lyrics Ghetto Thang lyrics FEDz lyrics What They Call Us? lyrics Gangstas Make The World lyrics Swamp Nigga lyrics Ghetto Cheese lyrics Heaven 4 A Gangsta (TRU Remix) lyrics Tru 2 Da Game lyrics Freak Hoes lyrics TRU?'s lyrics 1nce Upon a Time lyrics Pop Goes My Nine lyrics It's My Time lyrics Torcher Chamber lyrics They Can't Stop Us! lyrics The Lord Is Testin' Me lyrics Final Ride lyrics Who's Da Killer? lyrics Sweated by the Po' Po's lyrics The Ghetto is a Trap lyrics |