Luyện nghe bài hát Getto Star

Wait'll hear that Tame and Fatal
Got down and it straight from Uptown
With six sacks and track that's in the background
Stop from the chest up

We messed up off that best stuff fits up in yo' Dutch
Situation this, you get blown to bits
Fuckin' with this Brick lyricist, complex than the Pyramids
it is, Strictly Biz like small print

In between them bong hits, we drop the strong
Chicken heads say, "Who him?" with up Timb's
Knotty fro and baggy denims, up the Benjamins
In tenements, the Boom Squadron odd man

Don't give a fuck like
(What are you doing?)
With no like Patrick Ewing
(What?)

Still I hard regardless
Acquitted from the charges darts up at the heartless
for your brain, Tame One, one of the darkest
Brown like the chocolate, poppin' your

my way, all they do is shoot dice all day
Escapin' secret indictments, nice all day
Don't let 'em fold ya, Outlawz, the Getto Star
Give this to the President, before this shit is over

Around my way, all do is shoot dice all day
secret indictments, gettin' nice all day
Don't let 'em fold ya, Outlaws, the Star soldiers
Give this letter to the President, before this is over

When Hussein aim, puttin' they brains on walls like name
Blastin' motherfuckers 'cause they just can't maintain
Y'all Jane's gel in the, Well's county of Sing-Sing
Me and Young Noble, got 'em strung 'em for hostage

Lyrics verbally toxic, spit like edged optics
My shit is milk, wearin' silk with chocolates
Y'all broke and cop shit, I get, physically fit
On some evil eye ready to die

This thug shit, niggaz get beat and shot up
I saw this one nigga, get on and your soul got up
car, roll past the bar, toured a lot of city
Gave him an eighth and he cooked his product

It's a shame how you cowards change the game for
You get it, don't got it, the love of money get exotic
If you old you get shot at and can't the streets
gettin' your lil' money hungry soft ass spot

Around my way, all they do is dice all day
Escapin' secret indictments, gettin' all day
Don't let 'em fold ya, Outlawz, the Getto soldiers
Give this letter to the President, before this shit is

We to the system like Eddie Bap on mission
Get an ounce of izm, two six-packs and kid
Just a dip on the task, my little on the ave
Do a bid and laugh, come and cop a half

Hit me twenty hundred, what you got was fronted
Now run it, I got fuckin' drug spot where I want it
So don't be dissin' new, when you ain't got to do
Five thousand dollars, charge free, right out

Niggaz get played off to the like they was southpaws
Toss you to the Outlawz, let them shoot it out
For you clock for got more than you expected
When I inject correct shit, it hectic

Fuckin' comin' up that next shit
Thug niggaz and niggaz
Luce, steel is tight, I'm straight up midnight
We burn mics on turnpikes, we swervin' the lanes
We throw chains at bitches, it's back to New Jeru to get these

Around my way, all do is shoot dice all day
Escapin' secret indictments, gettin' all day
Don't let em fold ya, Outlawz, the Star soldiers
Give this letter to the President, before this shit is