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 n 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 n 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 ending? 

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 n 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 n clear 

we goin' put it on ya 

Make it loud n 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 n clear 

Truett!' 

'Dad, he's the one that wanted to have a freestyle battle.'

'Truett, he's three-years-old.'

Well maybe thats why he got served. 

And for the record it's dont hate the player hate the game.