The Truest Shit - C Murder

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 
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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 
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