Master P: TRU n***** stand...
Silkk (Master P echoing): Raise your right hand. Repeat after me. I
pledge
allegiance, to the game of the United Streets of A-f******-merica. And
not to be f***** with, for which it stands, one nation, under the
dope game, with liberty and money for all. Gangstas that is, gangstas
that is...
Chorus: Gangstas make the world go round, Gangstas make the world
go round,
I know, I know
Gangstas...round, gangstas..round, you know, you know
Gangstas...round, gangstas...round, we know, we know
Gangstas...round, gangstas...round.
[Silkk]
Hah! I live and die, so I'm a die by the 9
f*** the dumb s***, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had s***, but always had my pistol, b****
187, don't make me whistle, b****
I never know, for sho, picture this
Never die, b****, never die, say a d*** thang
Canes in the chains, became the dope thang
Snortin some cane will make you do some strange thangs
I don't know why I idolize gangstas like Tony Montana,
Lucky Luciano, probably cause they went out bangin
Gangstas like Machine Gun Kelly
Rest in peace 2Pac, AKA Makaveli
He run the chamber for danger, can't understand why these strangers
Wanna ride with us killas, but they can't f*** when we hang em
Gangstas like Kadofy, John f***** Gotti
Ain't f***** with these snitches cause they got em for his shotty
Gangstas
Chorus
[Master P]
Uuuunnnngggghhhh! Just a young n**** hangin with the thugs
From the ghetto so a n**** learned to slang drugs,
From OZs, to flip keys,
Eye blood red shot n**** smokin dank weed
And quick to slap a b**** in a minute
Fiends better have my money, I mean every penny
Youngsta, kickin with the hustlas
f*** school, tryin to serve a clucka
And moms, wish she never had me
Cause I'm a n**** on the block slangin candy
Ready to die for this true s***
Takin penetentiary chances tryin to get rich
My role models Frank Nitti, Scarface, and John Gotti
Real gangstas, that's bout it, bout it
Chorus
[C-Murder]
Throw your m****f***in guns up (TRU!)
Cause I represent Gangsta Day (uh-huh)
A g-a-n-g-s to the t-a
Ain't lookin for no s*** but if s*** comes (what's up, what's up)
Ready to turn your m****f***in body numb
And f*** the pen, cause if I go to jail again
I pop a plea, and I'm free, in 5 to 10 (outee)
A n**** talk s*** so I banged and I step
Another notch upon my rep (killa)
Like the last tape a n**** say f*** you hoes,
Now I'm turnin bustas, into John Does
I'm the n**** with TRU upon my back (C-Murder)
A gangsta that's strapped so you can't jack
Ain't nuthin but killas on my team, (soldiers)
And I'm hangin with the Shocker and the Ice Cream
Beware, my mental status is flawed, (crazy)
Start bangin and m****f****s get lost,
You got drama with this m****f***in TRU click? (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Big Worm, this n**** need his wig split
Take him to the river, cut his head off (cut it)
Target practice for my goddam sawed off
That's how we handle s***, in my town
Cause gangstas make the m****f***in world go round
[Mr. Serv-On]
Round and round you go,
Now tell me who's the realest m****f**** that you know
Black Lucianio, hangin n***** out the window
like a fat pig and ?Ferejano?
Winnin gun battles like Geronimo
Say hello to my new friend, Mr. MAC-10,
With the infrared grin, I can't pretend,
Who I be, the S-E-R-V aka Billy Badgate
Jack you for your safe, with guns in your daughters face
Catchin chase for my case for murder, you ain't never heard of a
n****, with nuts big like bison,
Unified, gangstafied champ like Tyson, world introducin
Young Billy Blast Em Up, I gives a f***, all about my double up
Catchin bubble up, now I'm here to let you know
b**** you better give it up
Don't lay it down, I'll make your world go round
[Master P]
TRU n***** make the world go round
gangstas make the world go round (repeat 2X)
Chorus and fade
Silkk (Master P echoing): Raise your right hand. Repeat after me. I
pledge
allegiance, to the game of the United Streets of A-f******-merica. And
not to be f***** with, for which it stands, one nation, under the
dope game, with liberty and money for all. Gangstas that is, gangstas
that is...
Chorus: Gangstas make the world go round, Gangstas make the world
go round,
I know, I know
Gangstas...round, gangstas..round, you know, you know
Gangstas...round, gangstas...round, we know, we know
Gangstas...round, gangstas...round.
[Silkk]
Hah! I live and die, so I'm a die by the 9
f*** the dumb s***, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had s***, but always had my pistol, b****
187, don't make me whistle, b****
I never know, for sho, picture this
Never die, b****, never die, say a d*** thang
Canes in the chains, became the dope thang
Snortin some cane will make you do some strange thangs
I don't know why I idolize gangstas like Tony Montana,
Lucky Luciano, probably cause they went out bangin
Gangstas like Machine Gun Kelly
Rest in peace 2Pac, AKA Makaveli
He run the chamber for danger, can't understand why these strangers
Wanna ride with us killas, but they can't f*** when we hang em
Gangstas like Kadofy, John f***** Gotti
Ain't f***** with these snitches cause they got em for his shotty
Gangstas
Chorus
[Master P]
Uuuunnnngggghhhh! Just a young n**** hangin with the thugs
From the ghetto so a n**** learned to slang drugs,
From OZs, to flip keys,
Eye blood red shot n**** smokin dank weed
And quick to slap a b**** in a minute
Fiends better have my money, I mean every penny
Youngsta, kickin with the hustlas
f*** school, tryin to serve a clucka
And moms, wish she never had me
Cause I'm a n**** on the block slangin candy
Ready to die for this true s***
Takin penetentiary chances tryin to get rich
My role models Frank Nitti, Scarface, and John Gotti
Real gangstas, that's bout it, bout it
Chorus
[C-Murder]
Throw your m****f***in guns up (TRU!)
Cause I represent Gangsta Day (uh-huh)
A g-a-n-g-s to the t-a
Ain't lookin for no s*** but if s*** comes (what's up, what's up)
Ready to turn your m****f***in body numb
And f*** the pen, cause if I go to jail again
I pop a plea, and I'm free, in 5 to 10 (outee)
A n**** talk s*** so I banged and I step
Another notch upon my rep (killa)
Like the last tape a n**** say f*** you hoes,
Now I'm turnin bustas, into John Does
I'm the n**** with TRU upon my back (C-Murder)
A gangsta that's strapped so you can't jack
Ain't nuthin but killas on my team, (soldiers)
And I'm hangin with the Shocker and the Ice Cream
Beware, my mental status is flawed, (crazy)
Start bangin and m****f****s get lost,
You got drama with this m****f***in TRU click? (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Big Worm, this n**** need his wig split
Take him to the river, cut his head off (cut it)
Target practice for my goddam sawed off
That's how we handle s***, in my town
Cause gangstas make the m****f***in world go round
[Mr. Serv-On]
Round and round you go,
Now tell me who's the realest m****f**** that you know
Black Lucianio, hangin n***** out the window
like a fat pig and ?Ferejano?
Winnin gun battles like Geronimo
Say hello to my new friend, Mr. MAC-10,
With the infrared grin, I can't pretend,
Who I be, the S-E-R-V aka Billy Badgate
Jack you for your safe, with guns in your daughters face
Catchin chase for my case for murder, you ain't never heard of a
n****, with nuts big like bison,
Unified, gangstafied champ like Tyson, world introducin
Young Billy Blast Em Up, I gives a f***, all about my double up
Catchin bubble up, now I'm here to let you know
b**** you better give it up
Don't lay it down, I'll make your world go round
[Master P]
TRU n***** make the world go round
gangstas make the world go round (repeat 2X)
Chorus and fade