Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

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

Some niggas fuck enemies in they ass when they catch 'em
Weird-ass niggas are dangerous, so test 'em
They you, disappear, this a year that I won't forget
Sold double platinum, met mo' execs
niggas, independent label, real killers
Know the business, ran for years, now they chilling
They had the coke something crazy
Sold music out the of they car, that shit amazed me
Put me onto heron blunts, or something
Took a puff, the fuck, I turned to punch them
niggas ain't slow, nigga tried to play me
I left from around them dudes, 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 my dawg from Pelican Bay
The letter say, "Nas I got back, the fools don't play"
I rolled with Crips down to a Crenshaw funeral
Never saw so many men and I knew the ho responsible
The nigga alive in a hospital
Midnight they crept in his and shot the doctor too
See my cousin's in the game, thugging and
He plugged me a dame who was half-Mexicano
Gave the ass up, I'ma daddy Soprano
She me the indigo, but the imbecile
Should of tippy-toed, thought my eyes were closed
Opening the room do', to let her goons in
But I moved in a manner, on Jet Li shit
I let the hammers blow, wet kids
See honey I had something to do, with all the drama
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 me out here this how motherfuckers

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