Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

New York streets where walk like Pistol Pete
And Pappy Mason, gave the young admiration
Prince from and Fritz from Harlem
Street legends, the drugs kept the hood from
Pushing cars, Nicky Barnes was the
But there's a list of high-profile celebrities
Worldwide on the thorough side of
Livest kings, died, one guy, one time
One day me, as I'm about to blast heat
40-side of Vernon, I turned well he me
"What you up to, the cops bust you"
I was a drunk off brew, stumbled I wondered
If God sent him, cause two squad cars entered the
And looked at us, I ain't flinch they watched
I took it upstairs, the bathroom mirror, my hair
at a young disciple, I almost gave my life to what the dice do
Yeah man, them bones
Hoping my ace get his case
His girl wait for him, she in the world straight hoeing
While he at centerfolds of pretty girls
Showing little cooch, gangstas don't die he's living proof
The D.A. who tried him was
A white dude, killed his during the case
Hung jury, now the D.A. is being
Pre-trial hearing is over, it's real for the
Walks in the courtroom, the look in his eyes is
Triple-homicide, I sit in the aisle
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 court gun and started squeezing
Then he grabbed the judge, screams out, nobody everybody

Some niggas fuck enemies in they ass when they catch 'em
Weird-ass niggas are dangerous, so test 'em
They make you, disappear, a year that I won't forget
Sold CD's double platinum, met mo'
Southern niggas, label, real killers
Know the business, ran Tennessee for years, now chilling
They had the game something crazy
Sold out the trunk of they car, that shit amazed me
Put me onto blunts, sherm or something
a puff, what the fuck, I turned to punch them
Southern niggas slow, nigga tried to play me
I left from around 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 dude wrote my dawg from Bay
The letter say, "Nas I got your back, the fools play"
I rolled with some Crips 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, and things
He me with a dame who was half-Mexicano
the ass up, I'ma mack daddy Soprano
She passed me the indigo, but the
Should of never tippy-toed, my eyes were closed
Opening the hotel do', to let her goons in
But I in a manner, on some Jet Li shit
I let the blow, wet three kids
See thought I had something to do, with all the drama
I was with a crew, that had her people killed
Called up my cousin, told him I ain't with you
He responded cool, but me out here this how motherfuckers

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