Luyện nghe bài hát Street Fame

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

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

Closed caskets, expose I leave 'em bloody
Deloris Tucker don't let your hear a nigga speak
On gettin' money ain't nothin' funny, green, got a nigga things
Why, hit the lye to God I can fly

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

Cross my hope to die, blinded in some pussy millionaire
Livin' care free, sucka free, playa haters me
Hope in hard times never catch me
Fuck they wonder why minorities be trippin'

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

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

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

Criminal the rap game became so drastic
Military mind mashed all the they blasted
If we bleed then suffocate, chokin' in terror
So we strive singularize we in the mirrors

The is clear niggaz lock 'n load disappear
with no fear, wagin' war for years
The crack game big enough, ready to rush
Bitch made get murdered and touched

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

Currency in artillery 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
Comin' to a ghetto near you with Street

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

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

while we tokin' on this potent branch
Flossin' in the stance, flippin' pockets out inside my pants
Never underestimate me, playa me, see me and hide
Sure as hollow shatter, enemies die

Spread love dead thugs, gettin' in riches
a chance to advance fuck them worrin' bitches
Penitentiary's a possibility, and pray
Wear a so I live to fuck another day, hey
nothin' strange, I'm 25 dyin' to change
But still I bang wantin' fame, that's the end of that

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

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

If the lifestyle that you
Got you takin' more fuckin' shorts than gettin'
Then that lifestyle need to stop, best to recognize Outlaw shit
'Cuz in this Outlaw 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 shit
To me shit sound delicious