Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Fade Me

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now we on the part of the map
Houston, of the year, everybody there
Texas, no guest list, only players allowed
Me and my make out rounds, y'all must be crazy

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 can't me, no way
And y'all want to zone me, want it your way
So I get, I'm gon' get it, in my life
How I live it and that I be whippin'
Smokin' on the

V A game spittin', grill grinnin'
Chrome rims spinnin', with grain glistenin'
Any amount we sippin', passion for livin'
Free, and out of prison flexin' that new edition

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, I pray every day for a life
I say it's gon' get better but it's like I'm right
Make it Christ, I'm on both of my knees
There's no hope, that why I'm the trees

Damn, all for the cheese, I lost of my mans
That's why theres toasters in 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 whole mentality twisted but reality isn't it
I ain't to be fatality listed
And yo bredrin', gettin' dough is like goin' to
And goin' to jail, goin' to hell

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

niggaz 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 haters can't hold me, no way
And y'all want 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