TRU

[Intro] Tru shit, aye, aye Tru shit, aye Tru shit, aye, aye Tru shit Tru shit, aye, aye Tru shit Tru shit, aye, aye Tru shit [Verse 1] Poppin shit like dem boys' Gothghanistan And he slidin' with the bands Big drum on the shhh, man it sound like a band Drum line, front line, shit, bitch, Gothghanistan Dirty bands, wipe ya tears Soulja rag match the gear Why my souljas gotta cry? I got blood in my eyes Blood rain, the hood cry Blood on my tattoos, blood spill for a hundred years Gave her like a hundred years, gave her like a hundred years Damn, that's a hundred tears, damn, that's a hundred shells Damn, niggas catchin' hell Niggas catchin' this and that I done grew up 'round some snakes, and I done grew up 'round some rats [Verse 2] Gang keep it T-R-U, ooh In the field, I got mud on boots In the field, you got troops that ain't gone shoot In the field, you got [?] I don't really give a fuck, one deep, slide down And my heart bleed black, goth shit, paint the town And I don't... bleed the same blood as him All my niggas booted up, booted up like some Timbs [Outro] Booted up [?] Souljah rag, souljah shawty T-R-U [?] what it do