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

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