1  2  T R U  and Mia X  the biggest mamma.  
 Click tight  for life  family ties.  
 That's right. It's bigger than this record shit  nigga.  
 All for one and one for all  that's how we ball.  

 TRU  forever  that's my family  
 We be's on top the cheddar pile  
 Wet you up like the Nile  
 Enemies bleed in wartime  illicit rhymes  
 Illustrated crimes  pucker up  kiss my 9  
 Mia's kid sister, buckin misters and misses for figures  
 Trick ya, we set ya up and then we get ya  
 It's the biggest mamma showin love to my sons and brothers  
 And we gon blow the roof right off this muthafucka  
 For the niggaz ridin with this TRU click, it ain't No Limit  
 To my loyalty and strong arm authority  
 Admit it, I'm finna show day to day soap opera  
 Downtown hoes unload when the ??? choppers knock ya  
 Head off in a split, put ya lips  
 Around this plastic dick, a Kodak moment  
 For this click, I don't mind dyin, takin a stand  
 In line, while bustin my 9  
 I'm tryin to show you through my verbal demonstration  
 We ain't bout fakin  
 We bringin home the cheese, greens, and the bacon  
 Takin no shorts and nothing that'll do  
 I'm representin, boo, mamma's 4ever TRU  

 Chorus (4X) I be's a TRU nigga till I'm dead (we bout it, bout it)  
 TRU soldiers ready to die (and rowdy, rowdy)  

 Put one in the chamber or that plastic glock  
 I'm on the grind, that 3rd Ward, Calliope, pushin rocks  
 Gon off dolja, a No Limit soldier  
 Got love for killas and dealas and I told ya  
 But my homegirl is hella hard  
 Nigga, Master P, Silkk, Mia X, livin large  
 Gangbangin on this dope set  
 Smoke any nigga, bitch a click, like a cigarette  
 Now that's one to grow on  
 If you still bout it, bout it, muthafucka, bring yo bitch ass on  
 Cause we be bout killin, bout murder  
 Puttin muthafuckas in six feet girdles  
 Hustlin hard to pay the rent  
 Mamma cryin cause I know this don't make no fuckin sense  
 But I gotta clock cheese, to get my Gs  
 To stake my keys, to make OZs  
 Work in the project  
 An expedition in the house, note them pesos, we slang crack  
 TRU niggaz stick together cause we ballin  
 One for all, if we fallin  

 Chorus (4X)  

 I'm tatooed up (No Limit) and TRU to the game  
 Steady mobb'n, you muthafuckas know my name  
 Down for whatever at the drop of a dime  
 With my TRU niggaz cautious on my rhyme, pick up my 9  
 Like that, but we be comin like this  
 Don't fuck with this click or ya might get lynched  
 Have your mama at the funeral, tissues, weepin  
 Due to the fact you got caught up in a street sweepin  
 No hesitation, you layin a stank  
 C-Murder will kill for any TRU soldier wearin a tank  
 We stick together like crazy glue  
 Ya'll read about the hatas tryin to infiltrate my fickin crew  
 Bow down, and give No Lomit it's props  
 Gangsta rap pays the bills, sellin tapes, stopped sellin rocks  
 Breakin bread with muthafuckin ballas  
 P, C, Silkk, and Mia X, TRU shot callers  
 They asked me would take a bullet for ya homie  
 Ready to die for any stomach with a TRU tatoo on it  
 Get more support than a city after a hurricane  
 Radios and videos, now everybody know my name  
 We be ballin like the Dream Team in my crew  
 No Limit for life, and always 4ever TRU  

 Chorus (3X)  

 4ever muthafuckin TRU, thought ya knew  
 Nigga, it's a must, it's a trust  
 If ya tell me what aim, I'm a bust  
 See one by one, niggaz doin shows month by month  
 We ain't nothin nice  
 TRU niggaz roll tight like fuckin blunts  
 Fuck them bustas that lookin for us  
 Nigga, we ain't hard to find  
 Fuck em, hidin, I'm probably makin a 500 SEL  
 With my convertible top down  
 And my cellular phone just ridin  
 Mia told me, represent  
 Watch out for niggas who muthafuckin phonies  
 Would you take a bullet for the president?  
 Nah, but I'd take a bullet for my TRU homie  
 I thought you knew, homie  
 Ya'll rappers tryin to be drug dealas and killas  
 We killas and drugs dealas turned rappers  
 Everything I know  
 Been got in for murder to muthafuckin kidnappin  
 Ya'll mad cause we hustle, ya'll ain't  
 Ya'll mad cause ya'll can't stack bank  
 I'm actin bad for the tank  
 Ya'll do what ya'll could, I'll do what ya'll can't  
 Nigga get game, I smoke that ass just like dank  
 For everytime I'm puttin in work, add stripes to my rank  
 Nigga, we TRU fuckin soldiers, willin, I betcha  
 Nigga, if ya ball, I'm there for ya, if ya fall  
 I'm gon catch ya  
 Cause I'm gon put it down for all my hustlas  
 Who be nationwide ballin  
 TRU niggaz ain't fallin, we callin  
 From California to New Orleans  
 Turn my back on my soldiers is somethin I'll never do  
 Silkk the Shocker, take my tatoo, I'm 4ever TRU  

 Chorus and fade  
 (I thought you knew, Mia X, C-Murder, Master P, Silkk the Shocker  
 4ever TRU, 4ever TRU, TRU, TRU, TRU