Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

New York streets where walk like Pistol Pete
And Pappy Mason, gave the young boys
Prince from and Fritz from Harlem
Street legends, the drugs kept the from starving
Pushing cars, Nicky was the 70's
But there's a long list of celebrities
Worldwide on the thorough side of
kings, some died, one guy, one time
One day grabs me, as I'm about to blast
40-side of Vernon, I well he asked me
"What you up to, the cops gon' you"
I was a drunk off brew, stumbled I wondered
If God sent him, cause two cars entered the block
And looked at us, I flinch when they watched
I took it upstairs, the mirror, brushed my hair
Staring at a disciple, I almost gave my life to what the dice do
Yeah man, throwing them
Hoping my ace get his thrown
His girl ain't wait for him, she in the world straight
While he at centerfolds of pretty girls
Showing little cooch, gangstas don't die he's living proof
The D.A. who him was lying
A white dude, his mother during the case
Hung jury, now the D.A. is being
hearing is over, it's real for the soldier
Walks in the courtroom, the look in his is wild
Triple-homicide, I sit in the back
I want to a smile when I see him
Throw up a fist for black power, cause all we is his freedom
He grabbed a officer's gun and started squeezing
he grabbed the judge, screams out, nobody leaving everybody

Some niggas fuck they enemies in they ass when they 'em
Weird-ass niggas are dangerous, so don't 'em
They make you, disappear, this a year I won't forget
Sold CD's platinum, met mo' execs
Southern niggas, label, real killers
Know the business, ran for years, now they chilling
They had the game something crazy
music out the trunk of they car, that shit amazed me
Put me onto heron blunts, sherm or
Took a puff, what the fuck, I turned to punch
Southern niggas ain't slow, nigga to play me
I from around them dudes, they cool but they crazy
Now I'm back around the old school that me
New gangstas, we lounging, out in L.A. see
A wrote my dawg from Pelican Bay
The letter say, "Nas I got back, the fools don't play"
I with some Crips down to a Crenshaw funeral
Never saw so many men slaughtered and I the ho responsible
The nigga alive in a hospital
Midnight they in his room and shot the doctor too
See my cousin's in the game, thugging and
He plugged me with a who was half-Mexicano
Gave the ass up, mack daddy Soprano
She me the indigo, but the imbecile
of never tippy-toed, thought my eyes were closed
Opening the room do', to let her goons in
But I moved in a manner, on some Jet Li
I let the hammers blow, wet kids
See thought I had something to do, with all the drama
Cause I was with a crew, that had her people
up my cousin, told him I ain't fucking with you
He responded cool, but told me out this how motherfuckers

All I gotta say is that
If that's how our people get down, how we ever gon' get up?
How we ever gon' get up if that's how we get
A shame you ain't look at it
My folk is yo' folk, but we all
Somebody gotta make a