Luyện nghe bài hát Getto Star

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

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

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

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

Still I hard regardless
Acquitted from the charges throwin' darts up at the
Aimin' for brain, Tame One, one of the darkest
like the chocolate, poppin' your 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 Getto Star
Give this letter to the President, before this shit is

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

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

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 to die shit

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

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

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

We adapt to the system like Eddie Bap on
Get an of izm, two six-packs and kid listen
a dip on the task, my little niggaz on the ave
Do a bid and laugh, come home and cop a

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

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

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

Around my way, all they do is shoot 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