Luyện nghe bài hát Street Fame

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

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

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

weapon I'm a savage, still a method to my madness
Blast laugh call 'em care 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 heart hope to die blinded in some 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 tear shit back, ghetto children kick back
Once I hit the mat will never get this shit back
it so eloquently, my pistols represent me
Bust until my rounds empty, back for the street

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

Temperatures rises niggaz blinded by my lyrical
No to plot 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 so drastic
mind mashed all the walls they blasted
If we bleed then they suffocate chokin' in
So we strive singularize we in the mirrors

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey nothin' strange, I'm 25 dying to change
But I bang 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 you, street fame
the don, Killuminati
Comin' to a ghetto you, street fame
Yo check this out, I'm a tell you like this, street

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