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    "II Tru" Lyrics

    Mo Thugs

    feat. II Tru
    II Tru's comin' to get ya fools
    Nothin' but the best females
    This remains, not nothin'
    But the females caught in the rapture
    Recognize II Tru's comin' to get ya fools

    Come let a sista break you off with true flex
    Straight off the View
    I'm housin' crazy fools straight servin' bread
    So, let me make grand entrance

    II Tru's comin' to get ya fools
    Leavin' 'em clues, but layin'
    'Cause you playin', sold no dues
    Buyin' a ?, some kneel before a sista
    Had to break your backside for underestimatin'
    II Tru playas on this rap vibe
    With skills they be flippin' the script
    Regardless Mo Thug got my back, you hold that
    You catch a sista slippin' on these hard raps
    Ain't no ? with a sista leakin' honestly speakin'
    Gotta use they gift of flow to flip my dough
    'Til I reach my peak, man
    Comin' up with skills on the real, though
    It don't stop, sista thought you knew this
    AJay comin' back up tight with this beat for the score II
    Tru hits


    This remains, not nuthin' but best females caught in the rapture
    Recognize II Tru's comin' to get ya fools

    Well, it's Jhaz, comin' at you megablast
    You don't want to see these skills corrupt the mic
    My lyrics kill on the real
    Don't underestimate 'cause I'm a lady
    You must be crazy, don't play me short
    'Cause the az will fade these on
    And from the weed, inhalin' all the chronic
    Blazed forever dazed
    II Tru comin' at through your phonics, so smoke it
    Put it on my grave, II Tru high
    I said it, I meant it
    Pay attention, child, there's value to this lesson
    No question my bag is tight in any situation, dope
    My camp is real trues, no need for perpetratin'

    Flossin', but you know I never change
    I'm still that same old Jhaz them St. Clair streets
    With a pocket full of cash, fool
    A true forever, don't forget it
    II Tru all through my blood, understand?
    Don't disrespect it

    Comin' straight off Clearview
    Understand, man, I gotsta serve ?
    It means that flow that we sistas droppin'
    II Tru gain much respect
    In this game of deals
    who gonna be that fool to get served? (With nerve...)

    ...With nerve enough to test trues
    This mack ten's all you deserve, word, but...

    ...on the real these skills ain't nothin' funny
    Got lyric for days
    But you best believe it's about that money (money)

    Suddenly, let my mood groove you
    School you, teach you the way of the trues
    So go your own path, silly child
    Guaranteed in the end I swear you lose

    Fool, recognize this set up
    We females gettin' stupid on the rhyme styles we kickin'
    Really ain't nothin' to it
    II Tru's got what you're lookin' for
    Long of a way to drama
    Stackin' loot for them tape sales
    Said before, we gots no problem
    In the see a game of flexin'
    You play the rules, you lose

    Choose wisely, second guess my flex
    Bow down so to praise these trues

    Nothin' but the females (caught in the rap shit)
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Isaac Hayes, Belinda Wallace, Cabrina Wilson, Archie Blaine.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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