Luyện nghe bài hát Getto Star

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

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

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

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

Still I play hard
Acquitted the charges throwin' 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 Star soldiers
Give this letter to the President, this shit is over

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

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

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

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

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

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

We adapt to the system like 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 and cop a half

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

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

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

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