Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

New streets where killers'll walk like Pistol Pete
And Mason, gave the young boys admiration
Prince from Queens and Fritz from
Street legends, the kept the hood from starving
cars, Nicky Barnes was the 70's
But there's a long list of celebrities
Worldwide on the thorough side of
Livest kings, died, one guy, one time
One day grabs me, as I'm about to heat
40-side of Vernon, I well he asked me
"What you up to, the gon' bust you"
I was a teen drunk off brew, I wondered
If God sent him, cause two squad cars entered the
And looked at us, I flinch when they watched
I took it upstairs, the bathroom mirror, brushed my
Staring at a young disciple, I almost gave my life to the dice do
Yeah man, throwing bones
my ace get his case thrown
His ain't wait for him, she in the world straight hoeing
While he looking at centerfolds of pretty
Showing they little cooch, gangstas don't die he's living
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
in the courtroom, the look 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 is his freedom
He grabbed a officer's 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, this a year that I won't
Sold CD's double platinum, met mo'
niggas, independent label, real killers
Know the business, ran Tennessee for years, now chilling
They had the game something crazy
Sold music out the of they car, that shit amazed me
Put me onto heron blunts, sherm or
Took a puff, the fuck, I turned to punch them
Southern niggas ain't slow, tried to play me
I left from around dudes, they cool but they crazy
Now I'm back 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 knew the ho
The nigga still alive in a
Midnight they crept in his and shot the doctor too
See my in the game, thugging and things
He plugged me with a dame who was
Gave the ass up, I'ma daddy Soprano
She me the indigo, but the imbecile
of never 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 three
See honey I had something to do, with all the drama
Cause I was with a crew, had her people killed
Called up my cousin, him I ain't fucking with you
He responded cool, but told me out this how motherfuckers

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