TRU ?’s TRU (Ft. C-Murder)

(Reporter) we're sittin here with C-Murder
(C-Murder) whasup
(Reporter) how are you doing?
(C-Murder) alright
(Reporter) 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 a crackhouse waitin on the bubble up
Because I'm a gangsta sellin dope
Strapped with a gat when I role through the Calliope
Bad ass, I never listened to my brother
It went in one ear and out the fuckin other
Pushin rocks on the block watch the undercover
Fuck a dick suckin bitch, 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 fingas on the trigga
Brother don't ya know you can't touch this nigga
A thug, convict, psycho, a criminal
Do you stay open, ganked for your yayo
Big and bad, no respect for the taz
([Reporter] C-Murder did you ever go to jail)
Hell yea, just servin niggas heroin
Runnin from the taz, hidin out by the sewers
I'm a TRU nigga (fuck em) puttin in work
I wear some baggy ass jabros and a motherfuckin saints shirt
Slappin all the fiends gettin on my nerves
They get beat, ganked, broke and served (fuck em)
So you know who I am ho
A No Limit Soldier from the motherfuckin Calliope