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 wasn't mad until these tricks shot me, it's to sanitize my posse
Look how paranoid niggas got me
Cellular calls are being traced, since surveillance
chill thug livin' pay the bills and die violently

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

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

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

Time to tear this back, ghetto children kick back
Once I hit the mat niggaz will never get this 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 near you, street fame
Bust, comin' to a ghetto you, street fame
All out warfare, eye for a eye on my enemies bad boy killing
(Comin' to a ghetto you, street fame)
Straight dissing you, fuck Lil' Kim you nasty

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

Criminal tactics the rap became so drastic
Military mind mashed all the they blasted
If we bleed then they suffocate chokin' in
So we strive singularize we reflect in the

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

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

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

nigga 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 with fame)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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