Luyện nghe bài hát Street Fame

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

I wasn't mad until these tricks shot me, it's to sanitize my posse
how paranoid these niggas got me
Cellular calls are being traced, since silently
Momma chill thug livin' pay the bills and die

Closed expose bastards I leave 'em bloody
Deloris tucker let your kids hear a nigga speak on gettin' money
Ain't nothin' funny, green, got a seein' things
Why, hit the lye to God I can fly

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

Cross my hope to die blinded in some pussy millionaire
Living free, sucka free, playa haters miss me
Hope in times never catch me slippin'
Fuck authorities wonder why minorities be trippin' we ain't having it

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

One love to my true thugs comin' to a near you, street 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, Lil' Kim you nasty bitch

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

tactics the rap game became so drastic
Military mind mashed all the they blasted
If we bleed they suffocate chokin' in terror
So we singularize we reflect in the mirrors

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

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

Currency in stacks, in the back strapped
Armies, we in all black
When we attack, holla out my set, nigga your jaw
Givin' to outlaws, street fame

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

Positive identification, got me rushed to the
Stuck in this line up hard to hide my face
They placed the name but recall description
I ain't did officer, that bitch trippin'

Promise retaliation they busted, no man to be trusted
Everything corrupted man touched it, Kamikaze
Hoping none of the spies find me
That's why we bye bye daily, knowin' cops me

But why cry floatin' while we tokin' on potent branch
Flossing in the thug stance, flipping pockets out my pants
underestimate me, playa hate me, see me and hide
Sure as hollow points shatter, die

Spread love dead gettin' buried in riches
Take a chance to advance fuck them worryin'
Penitentiary's a possibility, bust and
Wear a rubber so I live to fuck day

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

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

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