C-murder The Truest Shit Lyrics

The Truest Shit Lyrics

Chorus 
This be the truest sh*t 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 motherf**ken thug  
An outkast couldn't do sh*t 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 f**k 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 bit*h as* get the f**k from around me  
you sweat the tank but your not a real soldier 
would you die for this sh*t "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 
 
chorus 2x 
 
I got a few niggas want me dead  
anticipating my death for the sh*t I said  
huh true soldiers true niggas  
motherf**king blood true love thugg figues  
bit*h 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 sh*t that they saw  
I known for taking niggas out in street murder one  
muthaf**ker check my rap sheet  
I thank P for taking me out the game  
put the mike in my hand and gave me my name  
 
Chorus 2x