Luyện nghe bài hát Getto Star

Wait'll hear that Tame and Fatal
Got down and made it from Uptown
With six and this track that's in the background
Stop stressin' from the up

We messed up off that best stuff that up in yo' Dutch
Situation like this, you get to bits
Fuckin' with this Brick lyricist, more than the Pyramids
Here it is, Strictly Biz like small

In between them bong hits, we drop the shit
Chicken say, "Who him?" with fucked up Timb's
Knotty fro and baggy denims, spendin' up the
In city tenements, the Squadron odd man

Don't give a fuck like
(What are you doing?)
With no rings like Patrick
(What?)

Still I play hard
from the charges throwin' darts up at the heartless
Aimin' for your brain, One, one of the darkest
Brown like the chocolate, poppin' metropolis

Around my way, all they do is dice all day
Escapin' secret indictments, gettin' all day
Don't let 'em fold ya, Outlawz, the Star soldiers
this letter to the President, before this shit is over

Around my way, all they do is dice all day
secret indictments, gettin' nice all day
Don't let 'em fold ya, Outlaws, the Star soldiers
Give this to the President, before this shit is over

When Hussein aim, puttin' they brains on walls like Tame
Blastin' these motherfuckers 'cause they just can't
Y'all plain gel in the, Well's county of Sing-Sing
Me and Noble, got 'em strung hold 'em for hostage

Lyrics verbally toxic, spit doubled edged optics
My shit is milk, wearin' silk shirts chocolates
Y'all broke and cop shit, I get, physically fit
On some eye ready to die shit

This thug shit, niggaz get down and shot up
I saw this one nigga, get stolen on and your got up
Stolen car, past the bar, toured a lot of city
Gave him an and he cooked his whole product

It's a how you cowards change the game for narcotic
You don't get it, don't got it, the love of money get
If you old you get shot at and can't walk the
Without gettin' your lil' money hungry ass spot

Around my way, all they do is shoot all day
Escapin' secret indictments, gettin' all day
Don't let 'em ya, Outlawz, the Getto Star soldiers
Give this letter to the President, before this shit is

We adapt to the system Eddie Bap on mission
Get an ounce of izm, two six-packs and kid
a dip on the task, my little niggaz on the ave
Do a bid and laugh, come home and cop a

Hit me with hundred, what you got was fronted
Now run it, I got this drug spot where I want it
So be dissin' new, when you ain't got shit to do
Five dollars, charge free, right out municipal

Niggaz get played off to the left like they was
Toss you to the Outlawz, then let them it out
For what you clock for got more you expected
When I inject shit, it gets hectic

comin' up with that next shit
Thug niggaz and bugged
Luce, steel is tight, I'm up like midnight
We burn mics on turnpikes, we through the lanes
We throw at bitches, it's back to New Jeru to get these riches

Around my way, all they do is dice all day
Escapin' secret indictments, nice all day
Don't let em ya, Outlawz, the Getto Star soldiers
Give this letter to the President, this shit is over