Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth

I'm the
dat
Boosie
One and
Lot of can't handle the truth
I give it to anyway

You handle the truth
(You're all the way live with Badazz)
You in the land of the
(Know why the world love me, nigga? I it a hundred)
What I'm is true

The designed to keep us all up in prison (True)
Section 8 don't want the living with the siblings (True)
They don't want to us jobs, so everybody 'round here stealing (True)
Probably listening 'cause their children having children (True)
You the world we're living in, man, is straight weak
got a cure for AIDS and cancer but we can't get it (True)
Cops shoot us down our skin, they some dirty bitches
They shoot us down on camera, don't get convicted

(Talk to them Badazz, don't like that)
You can't handle the
(You're all the way live with that real nigga Boosie Badazz, nigga, we where you at)
You in the land of the
(Boosie Badazz, Boosie nigga talking real shit)
What I'm saying is
(Always it a hundred)
But you handle the truth, you're in the land of the truth

They already the amount of prisoners up in prison (True)
Why the fuck you think they building all them prisons (True)
Every time you the TV, you see gays, man (True)
Kids supposed to see this at this early age, man (True)
Hoes winning, IG, that bitch up (True)
But 9 out of 10, we won't wife her (True)
Bloods telling on blood, this shit new to me
Niggas who fall don't come up 'cause they're always hollering used to be (That's real shit)
Half rappers really pussy and ain't making money
If they came cross the trap, take it from them
Niggas with each other on the IG
Hoes than these niggas if you ask me

(Sometimes, a bitch keep it more realer than niggas)
You can't the truth
(You're all the way live Boosie Badazz, nigga, where you at)
You in the land of the
(I got some real Boosie fans nigga)
Know what I'm saying is
(Pussy ass nigga)
You can't handle the truth, you're in the of the truth

From my to your block, it's a hurricane
left us all to die in the hurricane
Sent me straight to row with the murder game
Turned my rap name Boosie to a murder
Yeah true I got it on me, keep that .40 for 'em
Federal rats coming home, throwing parties for 'em
Niggas don't even they money, it's a different hustle
turning gangbangers 'cause they like the colors

(It's a different world out here, most gangbangers even gangbangers)
You can't the truth
(Everybody hollering they real, but fake)
You in the of the truth
(Niggas stealing from boys and shit)
What I'm saying is
(Sisters their sisters' old man and shit)
You can't handle the truth, you're in the land of the

Boosie
Every you turn to me nigga, I'mma give you the truth
how I last so long
I remain the
I'mma speak the truth on you like it or not
I know most people, can't handle the truth