Luyện nghe bài hát Getto Star

Wait'll niggaz hear Tame and Fatal
Got down and made it straight Uptown
six sacks and this track that's in the background
Stop stressin' from the up

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

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

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

Still I play regardless
Acquitted from the charges darts up at the heartless
Aimin' for your brain, One, one of the darkest
Brown the chocolate, poppin' your metropolis

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

Around my way, all do is shoot dice all day
Escapin' secret indictments, gettin' all day
let 'em fold ya, Outlaws, the Getto Star soldiers
Give this letter to the President, this shit is over

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

Lyrics verbally toxic, like doubled edged optics
My shit is milk, wearin' shirts with chocolates
broke and can't cop shit, I get, physically fit
On some evil eye to die shit

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

It's a how you cowards change the game for narcotic
You don't get it, don't got it, the love of get exotic
If you old you get shot at and walk the streets
Without gettin' lil' money hungry soft ass spot

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

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

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

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

Fuckin' comin' up with that next
Thug and bugged niggaz
Luce, steel is tight, I'm straight up like
We burn mics on turnpikes, we through the lanes
We throw chains at bitches, back to New Jeru to get these riches

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