Counting Down:

4 3 2 1



Chorus x8 (C-Murder)



Tru niggas gonna ride (we gonna ride or die)



Verse 1: (C-Murder)



Hit em' up, hit em' up, nigga i fuck them hoes

I smoke weed, make you bleed and it's time to go

and I walk with the league that's what gangstas do

and say where them dollars at? like gansta boo

and skee mask on the muthafucken dash my nigga

Cause if you see me that's yo' muthafuckin' ass my nigga

and Mr. Magic got that chopper for yo' ass my nigga

Take off my mask, so you can see my laugh my nigga

I represent that 3 nigga, so fuck what you claim

New Orleans is the place where I slang my caine

Red rum, red rum nigga (nigga) look who tried to harm me

I told you muthafuckas no limit is the army (What?) (What?)

If I die, i'll never cry, see the hate in my eye

It's time to ride, muthafucka bye (bye) bye (bye)

I told you muthafuckas dont fuck with TRU,

It was a dumb move nigga, now I'm fuckin wit you, biotch



(Chorus x8)



Counting Down:

(muthafucka, muthafucka) 4 3 2 1



Verse 2: (Magic)



They got to kill me to get to you

Before they leave, i'ma have them bitches black and blue, believe that

Muthafucka you aint heard of us?

TRU til' i die, man we muthafuckin' murderous