Luyện nghe bài hát Street Fame

Turn it up in my head
Coming to a ghetto near you, street
More, coming to a near you

I mad until these tricks shot me, it's time to sanitize my posse
Look how these niggas got me
Cellular calls are being traced, surveillance silently
chill thug livin' pay the bills and die violently

Closed caskets expose bastards I leave 'em
Deloris tucker let your kids hear a nigga speak on gettin' money
nothin' funny, green, got a nigga seein' things
Why, hit the lye to God I can fly

Lethal weapon I'm a savage, a method to my madness
niggaz laugh call 'em care cabbage
Read 'em and weep, put 'em to sleep they hell
Lyrics will 'em spell bound, clown now tired of being held down

Cross my heart hope to die blinded in some millionaire
Living care free, sucka free, playa haters me
Hope in times never catch me slippin'
Fuck authorities they wonder why minorities be trippin' we having it

Time to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick
Once I hit the mat niggaz will never get this back
Spit it so eloquently, my pistols me
Bust until my rounds empty, for the street fame

One love to my true thugs comin' to a ghetto near you, fame
Bust, comin' to a ghetto near you, fame
All out warfare, eye for a eye bustin' on my enemies bad boy
(Comin' to a ghetto you, street fame)
Straight dissing you, fuck Lil' Kim you nasty

Temperatures rises niggaz by my lyrical disguise
No time to plot retreats, niggaz and die
rounds found laced in his body and face
Wrapped in plastic, the acid all traces

Criminal tactics the rap became so drastic
Military mind all the walls they blasted
If we bleed then they chokin' in terror
So we strive we reflect in the mirrors

The prophecy is clear niggaz lock an' load
with no fear, waging war for years
The crack wasn't big enough, ready to rush
You bitch made motherfuckers get and touched

I go to jail niggaz screamin' free me, speakin'
Conversatin' with my comrades Swahili
Indeed nature feel my seed it gets worse
Plans are cursed to be a G on the first to

in stacks, artillery in the back strapped
Armies, we in all black
When we attack, out my set, nigga tighten your jaw
birth to outlaws, street fame

Bust nigga bust, comin' to a ghetto near you, fame it's true
(Hell yeah)
Only the don can put it down like this, hey Nas
(Comin' to a ghetto near you street fame)

identification, got me rushed to the station
Stuck in this line up tryin' hard to my face
placed the name but can't recall description
I ain't did shit officer, that bitch

Promise retaliation they plan busted, no man to be
Everything corrupted once man touched it,
Hoping that none of the find me
That's why we bye bye daily, knowin' trail me

But why cry floatin' while we on this potent branch
Flossing in the thug stance, flipping pockets out inside my
Never underestimate me, playa hate me, see me and
as hollow points shatter, enemies die

Spread love dead thugs gettin' buried in
Take a chance to advance fuck worryin' bitches
a possibility, bust and pray
Wear a rubber so I live to fuck day

Hey ain't nothin' strange, I'm 25 to change
But still I wanting street fame
That's the end of that, thugged out, the don
Representin' the

Street fame, one love to my true
Comin' to a ghetto near you, fame
Makaveli the don,
Comin' to a ghetto near you, fame
Yo check this out, I'm a you like this, street fame

If the that you living
Got you taking more fucking shorts than getting
Then that lifestyle need to stop, best to recognize some shit
'Cause in this outlaw lifestyle can you truly come to
To see what life's supposed to be like
Nigga you'll to see riches, fine bitches and hitting switches
Shit, to me that shit sound