Luyện nghe bài hát Street Fame

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

I mad until these tricks shot me, it's time to sanitize my posse
Look how paranoid these got me
Cellular are being traced, since surveillance silently
Momma chill thug livin' pay the and die violently

Closed caskets expose I leave 'em bloody
Deloris tucker don't let your hear a nigga speak on gettin' money
Ain't nothin' funny, green, got a nigga seein'
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 hell bound
Lyrics will leave 'em spell bound, clown now tired of being held

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

Time to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick
I hit the mat niggaz will never get this shit back
Spit it so eloquently, my pistols me
Bust until my rounds empty, for the street fame

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

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

Criminal tactics the rap game became so
mind mashed all the walls they blasted
If we bleed then they suffocate in terror
So we strive singularize we 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 made motherfuckers get and touched

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

Currency in stacks, artillery in the back
Armies, we camouflaged in all
When we attack, out my set, nigga tighten your jaw
Givin' to outlaws, street fame

Bust nigga bust, to a ghetto near you, street fame it's true
(Hell yeah)
Makaveli 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
in this line up tryin' hard to hide my face
They the name but can't recall description
I ain't did officer, that bitch trippin'

Promise they plan busted, no man to be trusted
Everything once 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 tokin' on this potent
Flossing in the thug stance, pockets out inside my pants
Never me, playa hate me, see me and hide
Sure as hollow points shatter, die

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

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

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

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