Luyện nghe bài hát Street Fame

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

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

Closed caskets expose bastards I 'em bloody
Deloris tucker don't let your kids hear a nigga speak on money
Ain't 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
Blast niggaz laugh call 'em care
'em and weep, put 'em to sleep they hell bound
Lyrics will leave 'em spell bound, clown now tired of held down

Cross my hope to die blinded in some pussy millionaire
Living care free, sucka free, playa haters me
Hope in hard times catch me slippin'
authorities they wonder why minorities be trippin' we ain't having it

Time to this shit back, ghetto children kick back
Once I hit the mat niggaz will never get this back
Spit it so eloquently, my represent me
Bust until my rounds empty, back for the 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 on my enemies bad boy killing
(Comin' to a ghetto you, street fame)
Straight dissing you, Lil' Kim you nasty bitch

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

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

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

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

Currency in stacks, in the back strapped
Armies, we in all black
When we attack, holla out my set, nigga tighten jaw
birth 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 name but can't recall
I ain't did shit officer, bitch trippin'

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

But why cry floatin' we tokin' on this potent branch
in the thug stance, flipping pockets out inside my pants
Never underestimate me, 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'
a possibility, bust and pray
Wear a rubber so I live to another day

Hey ain't nothin' strange, I'm 25 dying to
But still I bang wanting street
That's the end of that, out, Makaveli the don
the outlaws

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

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