LoudNClear (TruDog '10)
Yeah! Trudeezy
With the two thousand and tweezy
To all you playa haters
Hate the playa, not the game, baby
Uh, we goin' put it on ya
Make it loud clear
All of my shorties
Whether far or near
Since the last (trudog)
It's been three long years
So we goin' make it loud
We goin' make it loud clear
I'm goin' make it clearer
Than a Southern California day
And even louder
'Cause the song I sing will never fade
You really thought that T-R-U to D-O-G was ennin'?
Listen, homie, you don't even know me
This is just beginnin'
Ten-year veteran
Servin' up the medicine
I rock a mic
You rock a trike
Oops! Your diaper's wet again
Uh!
'Stop Truey! (what! ) I wear Pull-Ups, and I'm tellin'! Daddy! '
We goin' put it on ya
Make it loud clear
All of my shorties
Whether far or near
Since the last (trudog)
It's been three long years
So we goin' make it loud
We goin' make it loud clear
We goin' put it on ya
Make it loud clear
All of God's soldiers
Whether far or near
Since the last (trudog)
It's been three long years
So we goin' make it loud
We goin' make it loud clear
Truett! '
'Dad, he's the one that wanted to have a freestyle battle. '
'Truett, he's three-years-old. '
Well maybe that's why he got served.
And for the record it's don't hate the player hate the game.