Luyện nghe bài hát Supa Star

Born in the ghetto it's to survive
Some have achieved and brothers tried
But I realized life to choose
I wanna make money so I gotta pay
But no rules and you only have one chance
If ya fuck up kid you the circumstance
At night I use to scream and
Livin' in the trying to get the hell out
So I try as I watch my friends die
But all I do was sit back and cry
These are feelings I'm expressing through my
I through hard times so many problems on my mind
I wasn't living rich and I also wasn't
I try to appreciate but I deserve
Yeah supa star
Give me super fat like Pablo Escobar
"Super star"

Feared by hated by chicks
by kids I never did a bid
Yes the Group is thick
Plus I eat beef cause get dizzy if ya think shit is weak
Yo I work hard and hard my man it down to the car
After that keep it movin' have no to be foolin'
Around town A&R's you get with the hype sound
The things I say make a grown man dream
I sayings "Go by yourself, be by yourself"
Let my lyrics vibrate and the earth
I travel ghetto to ghetto back streets to the
a rhyme or crime with this ill mastermind
Mom dukes use to tell me these tears in her eyes
Now I'm out on my own survival the dime
Like an tribe little Dap will blow your mind
Check it out this

And then that

"Super star"

"So what the y'all movin' on up" -Melachi
"Yes the Group Home is so all y'all punks hear this"
"So what the y'all movin' on up"
"Yo it check it out like this here we go"-Melachi

Walkin' the of hell the next level
It's the givin' hell to the devil
the game the New York pain
Makes me bust but I just maintain
Cause I talk to a brother
Always love your mother you'll never get another
In the streets bustin' off fuck the cops
I got super small
Big time doe, money is a
I'm gettin' iller than the Zodiac killer
No lie but I say bye
You can't money with cha when you die

"Super star"

Yo I got flipping they wig
Chicks they cunts
As they rhyme they get doper and then they greet me with
One times for your mind before I brake these
Ain't nothing me back hip hop track
Yo son you know the feelin' shit will get
As the times get better
And you know I got skills I the days turn into nights
As the shine bright
Motherfuckers and chicks they keep steppin'
Like Dom Perignon one day will live
Word to Allah and it don't hard
No more jealousy and
Curse is put me
Watch me free at the clink
With my niggas see
Raising to the top like a ship, yo I go far
"Super star"

"So what the fuck y'all on up" -Melachi
"Yes the Home is thick so all y'all punks hear this"
"So what the fuck movin' on up"
"Yo it check it out like this here we go"-Melachi