Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

New York streets killers'll walk like Pistol Pete
And Pappy Mason, gave the young boys
from Queens and Fritz from Harlem
Street legends, the drugs the hood from starving
Pushing cars, Nicky Barnes was the
But there's a list of high-profile celebrities
Worldwide on the thorough side of
Livest kings, died, one guy, one time
One day grabs me, as I'm to blast heat
40-side of Vernon, I well he asked me
"What you up to, the cops bust you"
I was a teen off brew, stumbled I wondered
If God sent him, cause two squad cars entered the
And looked at us, I ain't flinch when they
I took it upstairs, the bathroom mirror, my hair
at a young disciple, I almost gave my life to what the dice do
Yeah man, throwing bones
Hoping my ace get his case
His girl ain't wait for him, she in the world hoeing
While he at centerfolds of pretty girls
Showing they little cooch, don't die he's living proof
The D.A. who him was lying
A white dude, killed his during the case
jury, now the D.A. is being replaced
Pre-trial hearing is over, it's real for the
in the courtroom, the look in his eyes is wild
Triple-homicide, I sit in the aisle
I to crack a smile when I see him
Throw up a for black power, cause all we want is his freedom
He grabbed a court officer's gun and started
Then he the judge, screams out, nobody leaving everybody

niggas fuck they enemies in they ass when they catch 'em
Weird-ass are dangerous, so don't test 'em
They you, disappear, this a year that I won't forget
Sold CD's double platinum, met mo'
Southern niggas, independent label, real
Know the business, ran for years, now they chilling
had the coke game something crazy
Sold music out the trunk of car, that shit amazed me
Put me heron blunts, sherm or something
Took a puff, the fuck, I turned to punch them
Southern niggas ain't slow, nigga tried to me
I left from around them dudes, they but they crazy
Now I'm back around the old that raised me
New gangstas, we lounging, out in L.A. see
A dude wrote my dawg Pelican Bay
The letter say, "Nas I got your back, the fools play"
I rolled with some Crips to a Crenshaw funeral
Never saw so many men and I knew the ho responsible
The still alive in a hospital
Midnight crept in his room and shot the doctor too
See my cousin's in the game, thugging and
He plugged me with a who was half-Mexicano
Gave the ass up, I'ma mack Soprano
She me the indigo, but the imbecile
Should of never tippy-toed, thought my eyes were
Opening the room do', to let her goons in
But I moved in a manner, on some Jet Li
I let the hammers blow, wet three
See honey I had something to do, with all the drama
I was with a crew, that had her people killed
Called up my cousin, told him I fucking with you
He responded cool, but told me out here this how

All I gotta say is that
If that's how our people get down, how we ever gon' get up?
How we ever gon' get up if that's how we get
A shame you ain't look at it
My folk is yo' folk, but we all
Somebody make a change