Letra de 'Living That Life' de Tru

[master p]
Damn, these niggas aint come with that shit there man
Check this out

[master p]
See Im a g on the grind 24/7
Dont give a damn if I dont go to heaven
Us gs live bad on the street
I gotta hustle hard cause a nigga gotta eat

[silkk]
Cause nobody ever gave me nothin but a hard time
Two strikes on my record and a scared mind

[master p]
So Im crazy, drive by miss daisy
Sellin dope to all these motherfuckers and killin babies
I know its sad but I gotta pay the bills
Who gives a fuck about me jack or jill

[silkk]
You know what p, man you right
Cause if I live to see twenty-one, well I lived a long-life

[master p]
And the p wont change
Call me mr. rogers or the neighbor dope-man
Still hustlin hard, in-and-out of jail
Mamas bad boy, tryin to run that ant hill
Some bad cards been dealt
My auntie marie told my mamma that Ill probably get my cap peeled
And I dont give a fuck
Still tryin to make a dollar fifteen cent out that ice cream truck

Chorus: tru

Cause Im a hustla, thats what hustlas do
Listen baby why you wanna live that life
Cause Im a hustla, thats what hustlas do
Listen baby you know you aint livin right
Cause Im a hustla, thats what hustlas do
Listen baby

[master p]
Silkk kick some shit

[silkk]
Ill be glad to

[master p]
Fool, why you live like you live

[silkk]
Cause I have to
When I be leavin the house, I be lyin to my chick
Tell her Ill be home, cause I dont want that cryin shit
I wish I could tell her everything would be alright
But if the man let me make it tomorrow, Ill be home that night
And when she hear shots she page me
Havin nightmares that a niggas pushin up daisies
Because Im hangin with these killas
Shes always tellin me not to hang with my tru niggas

Chorus

[master p]
Young brother in the hood lose his life
Who gives a damn, just another ghetto life
Blame it on this rap shit that I spit
What about these hoovies or this fucked up government
You didnt blame bush when he bombed iraq
Or noreaga when he ? ? ? for sellin that crack
And its sad to see a mother cry
It took the beatin of rodney king
Hit three-million dollars to realize
That life in the ghetto aint shit
And oj wouldnt be on trial if it wasnt a white bitch
I just kick the real, alot of people dont know the deal
They wanted to beat tyson and tupac before that went to jail
And its sad to see this happen
Stars like michael jackson on trial now whats really happenin
And ? ? ? must be a joke
Anita hille, clarence thomas now whats up folks
And no role models to look up to
Thats why niggas form gangs and die for colors like red and blue
A bastard child without a father figure
Im not spice 1, but just another young nigga
Tryin to hustle on the grind, make a loaf of bread
Even though these penetentiary chances gonna take me to my grave

Chorus

Why you wanna live that life, Im missing you baby
You know you aint livin right
It aint no limit to these tru niggas hustling
Why you wanna live that life, Im missing you baby
You know you aint livin right
No-no-no-no-no-no-no