C-murder - OG Call (Skit) lyrics

[C-Murder] Wa**up, Glizzy bro? This ya boy C-Murder, bro I'm just checkin in with ya, ya heard me? Cause I f** with ya, that's how we do it True sh**, man You a part of TRU, ya heard me? I'm kinda f**ed up in the head though, bro Hearing ‘bout these streets out there And how fake sh** is, bro Streets suspect right now And you know how I know that? Because them fake n***as that saying they real, and they get caught They come to the f**in' jail, to the penitentiary And they break They turn on they freinds, they turn on they momma, they turn on any muf**er that's on a charge with them If it's ya fall partner, you gonna fall partner You rats You in the streets, you thuggin', you k**in', you murderin', you slingin' dope Then when the muf**ing sh** hit the fan, you rat That's fake, bro I can't respect that, I hate that With a pa**ion, ya heard me? That's what it is I see this world of full of chaos right now, bro It need a leader, it need guidance That's what this TRU sh** gonna do And that's what you gonna do And that's what we do, bro I f** with ya, ya heard me? Ain't no soft n***as around here It's gudda, ain't nothin' change Birdman in the building, T-R-U till they bury me Feel me? Let's make these millions Let's live real Haters die TRU n***as ride That's how we accomplish it