Luyện nghe bài hát Street Fame

Turn it up in my head
Coming to a ghetto near you, street
More, coming to a ghetto 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, surveillance silently
Momma chill livin' pay the bills and die violently

Closed caskets expose bastards I leave 'em
Deloris tucker don't let kids hear a nigga speak on gettin' money
Ain't nothin' funny, green, got a nigga 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, now tired of being held down

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

Time to tear shit back, ghetto children kick back
Once I hit the mat niggaz never get this shit back
it so eloquently, my pistols represent me
Bust until my rounds empty, 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 near you, street fame)
Straight dissing you, fuck Lil' Kim you nasty

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

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

The prophecy is clear niggaz an' load disappear
with 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, speakin'
Conversatin' with my 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 camouflaged in all
When we attack, holla out my set, nigga tighten jaw
Givin' birth to outlaws, street

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

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

retaliation they plan busted, no man to be trusted
Everything corrupted once man it, Kamikaze
Hoping none of the spies find me
why we bye bye daily, knowin' cops trail me

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

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

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

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

If the that you living
Got you more fucking shorts than getting props
Then lifestyle need to stop, best to recognize some outlaw shit
'Cause only in this 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 that shit delicious