Luyện nghe bài hát Street Fame

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

I wasn't mad until these shot me
It's time to sanitize my posse look how paranoid niggaz got me
Cellular calls are being traced surveillance silently
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 ain't nothin' funny, green, got a nigga things
Why, hit the lye to God I can fly

Lethal I'ma savage, still a method to my madness
Blast niggaz laugh 'em care cabbage
Read 'em and weep, put 'em to sleep they bound
Lyrics leave 'em spell bound, clown now tired of bein' held down

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

We ain't it
to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back
Once I hit the mat, will never get this shit back
it so eloquently, my pistols represent me
Bust until my rounds empty, back for the fame

One love to my true
to a ghetto near 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', dissin' you
Lil' Kim you Nasty Bitch

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

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

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

I go to jail screamin', 'Free me', speakin' freely
Conversation with my kickin' 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
When we attack, out my set
Nigga your jaw, givin' birth to outlawz
Ha, ha, Street

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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