Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

New York streets where killers'll walk Pistol Pete
And Pappy Mason, gave the young admiration
from Queens and Fritz from Harlem
Street legends, the drugs kept the from starving
Pushing cars, Barnes was the 70's
But there's a long of high-profile celebrities
Worldwide on the thorough of things
Livest kings, died, one guy, one time
One day grabs me, as I'm about to heat
40-side of Vernon, I turned well he me
"What you up to, the gon' bust you"
I was a teen drunk off brew, stumbled I
If God sent him, cause two squad cars entered the
And looked at us, I ain't flinch when watched
I it upstairs, the bathroom mirror, brushed my hair
Staring at a young disciple, I gave my life to what the dice do
Yeah man, throwing 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 little cooch, gangstas don't die he's living proof
The D.A. who him was lying
A white dude, killed his mother during the
Hung jury, now the D.A. is replaced
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 back
I to crack a smile when I see him
Throw up a fist for black power, all we want is his freedom
He a court officer's gun and started squeezing
Then he grabbed the judge, out, nobody leaving everybody

Some niggas they enemies in they ass when 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, real
the business, ran Tennessee for years, now they chilling
They had the coke game something
music out the trunk of they car, that shit amazed me
Put me heron blunts, sherm or something
Took a puff, what the fuck, I turned to them
Southern niggas ain't slow, nigga tried to me
I left around them dudes, they cool but they crazy
Now I'm back around the old school raised me
New gangstas, we lounging, out in L.A. see
A dude wrote my from Pelican Bay
The letter say, "Nas I got your back, the don't play"
I with some Crips down to a Crenshaw funeral
Never saw so many men slaughtered and I knew the ho
The nigga still in a hospital
Midnight they in his room 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 never tippy-toed, thought my were closed
the hotel room do', to let her goons in
But I moved in a manner, on some Jet Li
I let the blow, wet three kids
See honey I had something to do, with all the drama
Cause I was a crew, that had her people killed
up my cousin, told him I ain't fucking with 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 get up if that's how we get down?
A shame when you ain't at it
My folk is yo' folk, but we all
Somebody gotta make a