Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Fade Me

Yea, he he, Don
Original Son Nas
That nigga rules, what up baby

niggaz is crazy, to think
Y'all niggaz can't fade me, trick
the bottom to the top
From the to the block
I got to get it, I'm givin' it all I got

And haters can't hold me, no way
And y'all don't want to me, want it your way
So when I get, I'm gon' get it, in my
How I live it and whips I be whippin'
on the exquisite

In the crib, two of coke, liquor and dope
Pretty Hawaiian bitches who eat and deep throat
Same that get down, remember them
California style, I went back again

But much wiser, 'cause these are
you up shits creek and won't lose sleep
So while we pack the heat, I got the heckler and
My man got the dot, five-oh
It's like the movies as niggaz watch

But the version
East Coast, West as we connect these curtains
'Cause we ain't scared to buck, step on the Timbs and
Is gonna happen, gun clappin', that

Now we on the southern of the map
Houston, party of the year, there
Texas, no list, only real players allowed
Me and my dudes make out rounds, y'all be crazy

Y'all is crazy, to think
niggaz can't fade me, trick these
From the to the top
From the to the block
Anyway I got to get it, I'm it all I got

And y'all can't hold me, no way
And y'all don't want to zone me, want it way
So when I get, I'm get it, in my life
How I live it and whips that I be
on the exquisite

V A spittin', platinum grill grinnin'
Chrome spinnin', with wood grain glistenin'
Any amount we sippin', for thugs livin'
Free, fresh and out of prison that new edition

Good gettin', shit and lovin' the feelin'
Bobby Womack singin', my wrist and rings
Hat cocked duce, the quarter loosely
the bottle and tippin' the fifth of that to goosey

Shinnin' for Swill and Halle, smokin' for Lil'
Still reppin' bad news and all my fallen
Enjoy some better days, burdens I carry
See cousin hookin' money for God terry

Floss chance I get, spread love freely
Still spittin' this gangsta shit, the streets need me
Still got that mack milly, for niggaz silly
Still pimpin' gangsta pretty, reppin' the seven

Y'all is crazy, to think
Y'all niggaz can't me, trick these
the bottom to the top
From the to the block
I got to get it, I'm givin' it all I got

And y'all haters hold me, no way
And y'all don't to zone me, want it your way
So I get, I'm gon' get it, in my life
How I live it and whips I be whippin'
on the exquisite

Yeah, I pray every day for a better
I say gon' get better but it's like I'm never right
Make it Christ, I'm on both of my knees
There's no hope, why I'm smokin' the trees

Damn, all for the cheese, I lost both of my
That's why toasters in both of my hands
Damn and I'll sell coke and birds 'fore I go to
I go to the Range more than I go to

My mentality twisted but this reality isn't it
I ain't to be fatality listed
And yo bredrin', gettin' dough is goin' to Heaven
And goin' to jail, like goin' to

But before I go in the grave, I'll go in the
Just send my son mo' in the mail
Oh well but I got God on my side so I'm the case
This life crazy but I'm the faith

Y'all niggaz is crazy, to
Y'all can't fade me, trick these
From the to the top
From the to the block
I got to get it, I'm givin' it all I got

And y'all haters hold me, no way
And y'all don't want to zone me, it your way
So I get, I'm gon' get it, in my life
How I live it and whips I be whippin'
on the exquisite