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)

 [Master P]
 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)

 [C-Murder]
 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)

 [Silkk]
 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