Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

New York streets where killers'll walk like Pete
And Pappy Mason, gave the young admiration
Prince from Queens and Fritz from
Street legends, the drugs kept the from starving
cars, Nicky Barnes was the 70's
But there's a long list of high-profile
Worldwide on the thorough side of
Livest kings, some died, one guy, one
One day grabs me, as I'm to blast heat
of Vernon, I turned well he asked me
"What you up to, the cops gon' you"
I was a teen drunk off brew, stumbled I
If God sent him, cause two squad entered the block
And looked at us, I ain't flinch when watched
I took it upstairs, the bathroom mirror, brushed my
at a young disciple, I almost gave my life to what the dice do
Yeah man, throwing them
Hoping my ace get his case
His girl ain't wait for him, she in the straight hoeing
While he looking at 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 mother during the
jury, now the D.A. is being replaced
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 aisle
I to crack a smile when I see him
Throw up a for black power, cause 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 fuck they enemies in ass when they catch 'em
Weird-ass are dangerous, so don't test 'em
They you, disappear, this a year that I won't forget
CD's double platinum, met mo' execs
Southern niggas, independent label, real
the business, ran Tennessee for years, now they chilling
They had the coke game crazy
Sold music out the trunk of they car, that shit me
Put me heron blunts, sherm or something
Took a puff, what the fuck, I turned to punch
Southern ain't slow, nigga tried to play me
I left around them dudes, they cool but they crazy
Now I'm back around the old that raised me
New gangstas, we lounging, out in L.A. see
A dude wrote my from Pelican Bay
The say, "Nas I got your back, the fools don't play"
I rolled with Crips down to a Crenshaw funeral
Never saw so men slaughtered and I knew the ho responsible
The nigga alive in a hospital
Midnight they crept in his room and the doctor too
See my cousin's in the game, thugging and
He me with a dame who was half-Mexicano
Gave the ass up, I'ma mack Soprano
She passed me the indigo, but the
Should of tippy-toed, thought my eyes were closed
Opening the hotel room do', to let her in
But I moved in a manner, on some Jet Li
I let the blow, wet three kids
See honey thought I had something to do, with all the
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 gotta say is
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 make a