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, it's time to my posse
Look how paranoid these got me
Cellular calls are being traced, surveillance silently
Momma chill thug livin' pay the bills and die

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

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

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

to tear this 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 near you, street
Bust, to a ghetto near you, street 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 Kim you nasty bitch

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

Criminal the rap game became so drastic
Military mind mashed all the walls they
If we bleed they suffocate chokin' in terror
So we strive we reflect in the mirrors

The prophecy is clear lock an' load disappear
with no fear, waging war for years
The crack game big enough, ready to rush
You bitch made motherfuckers get murdered and

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

Currency in stacks, 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 bust, comin' 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)

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

Promise retaliation they plan busted, no man to be
Everything corrupted man touched it, Kamikaze
Hoping that none of the spies 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 out inside my pants
Never underestimate me, playa me, see me and hide
Sure as points shatter, enemies die

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

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

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

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