Luyện nghe bài hát Street Fame

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

I wasn't mad until these shot me
time to sanitize my posse look how paranoid these niggaz got me
Cellular calls are being traced since silently
Momma chill, thug pay the bills and die violently

Closed caskets, expose bastards I 'em bloody
Deloris Tucker don't let your hear a nigga speak
On gettin' money ain't nothin' funny, green, got a seein' 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 sleep they hell
Lyrics will 'em spell bound, clown now tired of bein' held down

Cross my heart hope to die, blinded in pussy millionaire
Livin' care free, sucka free, haters miss me
Hope in times never catch me slippin'
Fuck authorities they wonder why be trippin'

We ain't it
Time to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick
Once I hit the mat, niggaz will never get this shit
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,
Comin' to a ghetto near you, Street
All out warfare, eye for a eye
Bustin' on my enemies bad boy killin', dissin' you
Fuck Lil' Kim you Nasty

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

Criminal tactics the rap became so drastic
Military mind mashed all the walls they
If we bleed then they suffocate, in terror
So we strive singularize we in the mirrors

The prophecy is clear niggaz lock 'n disappear
with no fear, wagin' war for years
The game wasn't big enough, ready to rush
Bitch made get murdered and touched

I go to jail niggaz screamin', 'Free me', speakin'
with 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 stacks in the back
Strapped armies, we camouflaged in all
we attack, holla out my set
Nigga your jaw, givin' birth to outlawz
Ha, ha, Street

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

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

retaliation they plan busted, no man to be trusted
Everything corrupted once man it
Kamikaze, hopin' none of the spies find me
That's why we bye, bye daily cops trail me, but why cry?

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

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

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

Makaveli the Don,
Comin' to a ghetto near you, Street
Yo, check this out, I'ma tell you like
Street

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