Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

New York streets where killers'll walk like Pete
And Pappy Mason, gave the boys admiration
Prince Queens and Fritz from Harlem
Street legends, the drugs kept the from starving
Pushing cars, Barnes was the 70's
But there's a long list of celebrities
on the thorough side of things
Livest kings, some died, one guy, one
One day grabs me, as I'm about to blast
of Vernon, I turned well he asked me
"What you up to, the cops gon' you"
I was a teen off brew, stumbled I wondered
If God sent him, two squad cars entered the block
And at us, I ain't flinch when they watched
I it upstairs, the bathroom mirror, brushed my hair
Staring at a young disciple, I almost gave my to what the dice do
Yeah man, throwing bones
Hoping my ace get his thrown
His girl ain't wait for him, she in the world hoeing
he looking at centerfolds of pretty girls
Showing they little cooch, gangstas don't die he's proof
The D.A. who him was lying
A white dude, his mother during the case
Hung jury, now the D.A. is replaced
hearing is over, it's real for the soldier
Walks in the courtroom, the in his eyes is wild
Triple-homicide, I sit in the back
I to crack a smile when I see him
Throw up a fist for black power, all we want is his freedom
He a court officer's gun and started squeezing
he grabbed the judge, screams out, nobody leaving everybody

Some niggas fuck they enemies in they ass when they 'em
Weird-ass niggas are dangerous, so test 'em
They make you, disappear, a year that I won't forget
CD's double platinum, met mo' execs
Southern niggas, independent label, real
the business, ran Tennessee for years, now they chilling
They had the game something crazy
Sold music out the trunk of car, that shit amazed me
Put me heron blunts, sherm or something
Took a puff, what the fuck, I to punch them
niggas ain't slow, nigga tried to play me
I left from around them dudes, cool but they crazy
Now I'm back around the old school raised me
New gangstas, we lounging, out in L.A. see
A wrote my dawg from Pelican Bay
The say, "Nas I got your back, the fools don't play"
I rolled with some down to a Crenshaw funeral
Never saw so men slaughtered and I knew the ho responsible
The nigga alive in a hospital
Midnight they crept in his and shot the doctor too
See my cousin's in the game, and things
He plugged me a dame 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 were closed
Opening the hotel do', to let her goons in
But I moved in a manner, on some Jet Li
I let the hammers blow, wet three
See thought I had something to do, with all the drama
Cause I was a crew, that had her people killed
Called up my cousin, told him I ain't with you
He responded cool, but told me out here this how

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