Luyện nghe bài hát Getto Star

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

verbally toxic, spit like doubled edged optics
My shit is milk, wearin' silk with chocolates
Y'all and can't cop shit, I get, physically fit
On some eye ready to die shit

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

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

Around my way, all do is shoot dice all day
Escapin' secret indictments, gettin' all day
let 'em fold ya, Outlawz, the Getto Star soldiers
Give this to the President, before this shit is over

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

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

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

Fuckin' comin' up with that 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 chains at bitches, it's back to New to get these riches

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