Luyện nghe bài hát Street Fame

Turn it up in my phones
Coming to a ghetto near you, street
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 are being traced, since surveillance silently
Momma chill livin' pay the bills and die violently

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

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

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

Time to tear this shit back, ghetto children back
Once I hit the mat niggaz will get this shit back
Spit it so eloquently, my represent me
until my rounds empty, back for the street fame

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

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

Criminal the rap game became so drastic
Military mashed all the walls they blasted
If we bleed then they suffocate chokin' in
So we singularize we reflect in the mirrors

The prophecy is clear niggaz lock an' disappear
Strategize with no fear, waging war for
The crack game wasn't big enough, ready to
You bitch motherfuckers get murdered and touched

I go to jail niggaz screamin' free me, speakin'
Conversatin' with my comrades Swahili
Indeed nature feel my first seed it 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
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 near you with 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, bitch trippin'

Promise retaliation they plan busted, no man to be
Everything corrupted man touched it, Kamikaze
Hoping none of the spies 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, pockets out inside my pants
underestimate me, playa hate me, see me and hide
Sure as points shatter, enemies die

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

Hey nothin' strange, I'm 25 dying to change
But still I bang wanting street
That's the end of that, out, Makaveli the don
Representin' the

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

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