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What they call us? Lyrics

What they call us? by Tru  

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What they call us? we're sittin here with C Murder
whassup
how are you doing?
alright
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 the crachhouse waitin on a bubble up
cause I'm a gangsta sellin dope
strapped with a gat when I role through the Calliope
bad ass, never listened to my brother
it went in one ear and out the f**kin other
pushin rocks on the block, watchin all the coke
f**k a dick suckin b**ch, yo I ain't no lover
I'm a killa, dope dealer, looking for some dollars
at 13 I bought a quarter key of powder
rollin with my fingers on the trigga
pit it on ya, ya know you can't touch this nigga
or thug, convict, psycho, or criminal
do you say open, ganked for your yayo
big and bad, no respect for the task
(C-Murder did you ever go to jail)
hell yea, just servin niggas heroin
runnin from the task, hidin out by the sewers
I'm a TRU nigga (f**k em) puttin in work
I wear some baggy ????? and the motherf**kin same shirt
slappin all the fiends gettin on my nerves
they get beat, ganked, broke ass served (f**k em)
so you know who I am hoe
a No Limit Soldier from the motherf**king Calliope

hmm, I see, So you're very violent
always
okay, what would be the situation when you so call
rob someone

waitin, for the witness to leave
I'm about to do some sh*t you wouldn't believe
creep like a G to the back of the house
look in
all the lights are out
grabbed the door but it was locked G
but f**k that sh*t, a nigga got a spare key
stuck it in slow, so he wont wake up
infared, ready to blow the place up
once inside no time for shakin
lookin for the nigga and the dope I be taking
get what you gonna get, nigga and ride
or get 25 for a motherf**kin homicide
more quickly but no stuntin
ssssshhhh, I think a motherf**king coming
lights came on, So I shot
out thedoor with the dope that I got
over the wall, don't fall
check my dope cause this was a close call
getting robbed by C is a lesson
so, is there any more questions

yes, as a matter of fact there is
have you ever been involved in a murder or homicide
you mean a 1-8-7
yea

there go House, but don't turn
cut the lights out so I can case the joint
two niggas on the couch smoking and a hoe
I think Master P was on the motherf**king radio
nigga wanta fight when I was chillin in the 9th ward
he shoulda knowned that killing niggas makes my dick hard
(are you sick)
yea, and I'm cunnin
told young Silkk to leave the car runnin
walked in, said b**ch lay it down
I'm not Eightball, but niggas got clowned
hurry up motherf**ker, don't lag on
I wan't your dope, jewelry, and all your f**kin cash
2 got brave and went for a sawed off
so I shot em all, took ther motherf**king heads off
I'm TRU (No Limit) and I serve ra
down in the N.O. it's just another murder
back out the house, told Silkk drive on
threw the gun in the river and hauled off
I'm not the Robin Hood, cause I want more
?????? from the rich, sell dope to the poor
No Limit is better you see, nobody better than me
I give a shout out to my nigga Eazy-E
(is all that real)
I don't lie, rest in peace Easy
see you on the otherside



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