True Story Lyrics – Spice 1
Singer: Spice 1
Title: True Story
Yeah, lemme tell you a true story
I remember i was at montreano?, sunset boulevard next to the house of blues (blues)
The same hotel when pimp c and that was all over the news
That’s when 2pac hit me up and said “hey, homie, i’m comin’ through”
He had just copped the convertible bentley it was baggy blue
Just a few months after he took thеm 5 shots in the elevator (‘vator)
Hе was walkin’ around with bullet holes in him like the terminator
And when i came down the elevator, comin’ outta the hotel
He had the top down playin’ “hit ’em up” and i was fresh outta jail
We hit the strip with the sun shinin’ on us, destined for greatness
Even though the spot he just did five and we was both fightin’ cases
We headed to his mama house that he bought her on venice beach
And the last thing that we drank was apple juice with some hennessy, blaow!
Woahh, roll up some kush and lemme tell you a story
About some things that happened back in the day
I’m tryna tell you i spent all my mind to let the memories fade away
Lemme tell you a true story, true story, true story, all (?) in, no glory x2
I remember signin’ lil’ wayne’s autograph before he was lil’ wayne
Even before ca$h money click c-came with the “blang blang”
Slim, m, baby and juvy wanted to go and smoke some bud
Outside and chop some game up and kick it with a boss thug
We smoked and talked about gettin’ money, sipped on some drank
And 10 years later they playin’ big bank take little bank
Then i seen lil’ wayne, he called me by my street name
He said “what’s happenin’, chico?” i said “welcome to the rap game”
We shook hands and he reminded me of where we met before
He said “remember you was up in new orleans signin’ autographs at the store?”
And juvy passed the blunt to me and you laughed and hit the floor
Then i took a sip o’ the hennessy and i rolled up one more
I said “oh man, that was yaw? what’s poppin’, young player?”
So now y’all the worldwide cash money millionaires
Man, i like how y’all do business, with guts and the glory
All them haters won’t believe this here but this a true story, blaow!
Chorus
I remember me and eazy and cypress hill had a show in fresno
We had a contest to see who gon’ pass out after we smoked
And me and eazy always stay strapped, and always kept a vest on
And i ain’t talkin’ gucci or coochie, i’m talkin’ teflon (blaow!)
Roll up some kush and let me tell you a story
About the peers who are quit bein’ the g’s before me
I told dre when i was 16, i was gon’ keep it lit
Seen ’em 10 years later and i had my own platinum hits
That’s when i had my record release party and snoop came through
And instead of gettin’ one gold album, i got two
’cause t-two of my albums went gold at the same time
And i accept ’em on stage with too $hort and berry wise
And me and short dog and snoop sm-smoked about a qp
And snoopy hit the gin and the juice and he passed it to me, true story
Chorus
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