Luyện nghe bài hát Street Fame

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

I wasn't mad until these tricks shot me, time to sanitize my posse
Look how these niggas got me
Cellular are being traced, since surveillance silently
Momma chill thug pay the bills and die violently

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

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

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

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

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

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

Criminal the rap game became so drastic
Military mind mashed all the walls they
If we bleed then they suffocate in terror
So we strive singularize we in the mirrors

The prophecy is clear niggaz lock an' disappear
Strategize with no fear, waging war for
The crack game big enough, ready to rush
You bitch made get murdered and touched

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

Currency in stacks, artillery in the strapped
Armies, we camouflaged in all
we attack, holla out my set, nigga tighten your jaw
Givin' to outlaws, street fame

Bust nigga bust, comin' to a near you, street 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)

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

Promise they plan busted, no man to be trusted
Everything once man touched it, Kamikaze
Hoping that of the spies find me
That's why we bye bye daily, knowin' cops me

But why cry floatin' while we tokin' on this branch
Flossing in the thug stance, flipping pockets out my pants
Never underestimate me, playa me, see me and hide
Sure as hollow points shatter, die

Spread love dead thugs buried in riches
a chance to advance fuck them worryin' bitches
Penitentiary's a possibility, and pray
a rubber so I live to fuck another day

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

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

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