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 shot me, time to sanitize my posse
Look how paranoid niggas got me
calls 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 speak on gettin'
Ain't funny, green, got a nigga seein' things
Why, hit the lye to God I can fly

Lethal I'm a savage, still a method to my madness
Blast niggaz laugh call 'em cabbage
Read 'em and weep, put 'em to sleep they 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, haters miss me
Hope in hard times never me slippin'
Fuck authorities they wonder why 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
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 you, street fame
Bust, comin' to a near you, street fame
All out warfare, eye for a eye bustin' on my bad boy killing
(Comin' to a near you, street fame)
Straight dissing you, fuck Kim you nasty bitch

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But why cry floatin' while we tokin' on potent branch
Flossing in the thug stance, flipping pockets out inside my
Never underestimate me, playa hate me, see me and
as hollow points shatter, enemies die

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

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

fame, one love to my true 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 lifestyle that you
Got you more fucking shorts than getting props
Then that lifestyle need to stop, best to recognize outlaw shit
only in this outlaw lifestyle can you truly come to
To see this life's supposed to be like
Nigga you'll start to see riches, fine bitches and hitting
Shit, to me that shit sound