Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

New York streets where killers'll walk like Pete
And Pappy Mason, gave the young boys
Prince from Queens and Fritz Harlem
legends, the drugs kept the hood from starving
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 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 him, cause two squad cars entered the block
And at us, I ain't flinch when they watched
I took it upstairs, the mirror, brushed my hair
Staring at a young disciple, I almost gave my life to the dice do
Yeah man, throwing bones
Hoping my ace get his thrown
His girl ain't for him, she in the world straight hoeing
While he looking at centerfolds of pretty
Showing they little cooch, gangstas die he's living proof
The D.A. who him was lying
A white dude, killed his 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 eyes is
Triple-homicide, I sit in the back
I want to crack a smile I see him
Throw up a for black power, cause all we want is his freedom
He grabbed a court gun and started squeezing
Then he the judge, screams out, nobody leaving everybody

Some niggas fuck they enemies in they ass they catch 'em
Weird-ass niggas are dangerous, so test 'em
They make you, disappear, this a year I won't forget
Sold double platinum, met mo' execs
Southern niggas, independent label, killers
the business, ran Tennessee for years, now they chilling
They had the game something crazy
Sold music out the trunk of they car, shit amazed me
Put me onto heron blunts, or something
Took a puff, what the fuck, I turned to punch
niggas ain't slow, nigga tried to play me
I left from around them dudes, they cool but 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 funeral
Never saw so many men slaughtered and I the ho responsible
The nigga still in a hospital
Midnight crept in his room and shot the doctor too
See my cousin's in the game, and things
He plugged me a dame who was half-Mexicano
Gave the ass up, mack daddy Soprano
She passed me the indigo, but the
Should of never tippy-toed, thought my eyes were
Opening the hotel room do', to let her in
But I in a manner, on some Jet Li shit
I let the hammers blow, wet three
See thought I had something to do, with all the drama
Cause I was with a crew, that had her people
Called up my cousin, him I ain't fucking with you
He responded cool, but me out here this how motherfuckers

All I really say is that
If how our people 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 look at it
My folk is yo' folk, but we all
Somebody gotta a change