Luyện nghe bài hát Street Fame

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

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

Closed caskets expose bastards I 'em bloody
Deloris tucker don't let your kids 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, a method to my madness
Blast laugh call 'em care cabbage
Read 'em and weep, put 'em to sleep they hell
Lyrics will leave 'em bound, clown now tired of being held down

Cross my heart hope to die blinded in some pussy
Living care free, sucka free, playa miss me
Hope in hard times never me slippin'
Fuck authorities they wonder why minorities be trippin' we having it

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

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 enemies bad boy
(Comin' to a ghetto near you, fame)
Straight dissing you, fuck Lil' Kim you bitch

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

Criminal tactics the rap game became so
mind mashed all the walls they blasted
If we bleed then suffocate chokin' in terror
So we singularize we reflect in the mirrors

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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