Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

New streets where killers'll walk like Pistol Pete
And Mason, gave the young boys admiration
from Queens and Fritz from Harlem
Street legends, the drugs kept the hood from
Pushing cars, Nicky Barnes was the
But there's a long list of high-profile
Worldwide on the side of things
Livest kings, died, one guy, one time
One day me, as I'm about to blast heat
of Vernon, I turned well he asked me
"What you up to, the cops gon' you"
I was a teen drunk off brew, I wondered
If God sent him, cause two squad cars the block
And looked at us, I flinch when they watched
I it upstairs, the bathroom mirror, brushed my hair
Staring at a young disciple, I almost my life to what the dice do
Yeah man, them bones
Hoping my ace get his thrown
His girl ain't for him, she in the world straight hoeing
he looking at centerfolds of pretty girls
Showing little cooch, gangstas don't die he's living proof
The D.A. who tried him was
A dude, killed his mother during the case
Hung jury, now the D.A. is being
Pre-trial hearing is over, it's for the soldier
Walks in the courtroom, the look in his is wild
Triple-homicide, I sit in the aisle
I want to a smile when I see him
Throw up a for black power, cause all we want is his freedom
He grabbed a court gun and started squeezing
he grabbed the judge, screams out, nobody leaving everybody

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

All I really gotta say is
If that's how our gon' get down, how we ever gon' get up?
How we gon' get up if that's how we get down?
A shame when you look at it
My folk is yo' folk, but we all
Somebody make a change