Luyện nghe bài hát Street Fame

Turn it up in my phones
Comin' to a ghetto near you, Street fame,
Haha, to a ghetto near you

I wasn't mad until these tricks me
It's to sanitize my posse look how paranoid these niggaz got me
Cellular calls are being traced since silently
Momma chill, thug livin' pay the 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'ma savage, still a to my madness
Blast niggaz call 'em care cabbage
Read 'em and weep, put 'em to they hell bound
Lyrics will 'em spell bound, clown now tired of bein' held down

Cross my heart hope to die, blinded in some millionaire
care free, sucka free, playa haters miss me
Hope in hard times catch me slippin'
Fuck authorities they wonder why be trippin'

We havin' it
Time to tear shit back, ghetto children kick back
Once I hit the mat, niggaz will get this shit back
Spit it so eloquently, my pistols me
Bust until my rounds empty, back for the fame

One love to my thugs
Comin' to a near you, Street fame, bust
to a ghetto near you, Street fame
All out warfare, eye for a eye
Bustin' on my enemies bad boy killin', dissin' you
Fuck Lil' Kim you Bitch

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

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

The prophecy is clear niggaz lock 'n load
Strategize with no fear, wagin' war for
The crack wasn't big enough, ready to rush
Bitch motherfuckers get murdered and touched

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

Currency in artillery in the back
armies, we camouflaged in all black
When we attack, out my set
Nigga tighten your jaw, givin' to outlawz
Ha, ha, Street

Bust, nigga,
Comin' to a ghetto near you, hell, yeah, true
Street
Makaveli the Don can put it down like this, hey Nas
Comin' to a ghetto near you Street fame

identification got me rushed to the station
Stuck in this up tryin' hard to hide my face
They placed the name but recall description
I did shit officer that bitch trippin'

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

Floatin' while we tokin' on this potent
Flossin' in the thug stance, flippin' out inside my pants
underestimate me, playa hate me, see me and hide
Sure as hollow points shatter, die

Spread love dead thugs, gettin' in riches
Take a chance to advance fuck worrin' bitches
Penitentiary's a possibility, and pray
a rubber so I live to fuck another day, hey
Ain't nothin' strange, I'm 25 to change
But still I wantin' street fame, that's the end of that

out, Makaveli the Don
Representin' the Outlawz, Street
One love to my true
Comin' to a ghetto near you, Street

Makaveli the Don,
Comin' to a ghetto near you, fame
Yo, check this out, tell you like this
Fame

If the that you livin'
Got you takin' more fuckin' shorts than gettin'
Then that lifestyle need to stop, best to recognize some Outlaw
'Cuz only in this lifestyle can you truly come to
To see what this supposed to be like
Nigga you'll start to see riches, bitches and hittin' switches
Shit, to me that
To me that sound delicious