Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

New York streets where killers'll walk like Pete
And Pappy Mason, gave the boys admiration
from Queens and Fritz from Harlem
Street legends, the drugs the hood from starving
Pushing cars, Nicky Barnes was the
But there's a long list of high-profile
on the thorough side of things
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 gon' you"
I was a teen off brew, stumbled I wondered
If God sent him, cause two squad entered the block
And at us, I ain't flinch when they watched
I took it upstairs, the bathroom mirror, brushed my
Staring at a young disciple, I gave my life to what the dice do
man, throwing them bones
Hoping my ace get his case
His girl ain't wait for him, she in the straight hoeing
he looking at centerfolds of pretty girls
Showing they little cooch, gangstas don't die he's living
The D.A. who him was lying
A white dude, killed his mother during the
jury, now the D.A. is being replaced
Pre-trial hearing is over, real for the soldier
Walks in the courtroom, the in his eyes is wild
Triple-homicide, I sit in the aisle
I want to crack a 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, out, nobody leaving everybody

Some fuck they enemies in they ass when they catch 'em
Weird-ass are dangerous, so don't test 'em
They make you, disappear, a year that I won't forget
Sold CD's platinum, met mo' execs
Southern niggas, independent label, real
the business, ran Tennessee for years, now they 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
Took a puff, what the fuck, I to punch them
niggas ain't slow, nigga tried to play me
I left from them 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 my dawg from 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 and I knew the ho responsible
The nigga still in a hospital
Midnight they crept in his and shot the doctor too
See my cousin's in the game, and things
He plugged me with a who was half-Mexicano
Gave the ass up, I'ma mack 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 in a manner, on some Jet Li shit
I let the hammers blow, wet three
See honey thought I had something to do, all the drama
Cause I was a crew, that had her people killed
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 that's how our people gon' get down, how we gon' get up?
How we ever gon' get up if how we get down?
A shame when you look at it
My is yo' folk, but we all kinfolk
gotta make a change