Luyện nghe bài hát Getto Star

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

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

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 hard regardless
Acquitted from the charges throwin' darts up at the
Aimin' for brain, Tame One, one of the darkest
Brown like the chocolate, poppin' metropolis

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

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

Lyrics toxic, spit like doubled edged optics
My shit is milk, wearin' silk shirts chocolates
Y'all and can't cop shit, I get, physically fit
On some eye ready to die shit

thug shit, niggaz get beat down and shot up
I saw this one nigga, get stolen on and your got up
Stolen car, roll 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 don't get it, don't got it, the of money get exotic
If you old you get shot at and can't walk the
Without gettin' your lil' money hungry ass spot

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

We adapt to the system Eddie Bap on mission
Get an ounce of izm, two and kid listen
Just a dip on the task, my niggaz on the ave
Do a bid and laugh, come home and cop a

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

Niggaz get played off to the left like 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 gets

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

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