Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

New York where killers'll walk like Pistol Pete
And Pappy Mason, 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 a long list of high-profile celebrities
Worldwide on the thorough of things
Livest kings, some died, one guy, one
One day me, as I'm about to blast heat
40-side of Vernon, I 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 looked at us, I ain't flinch they watched
I took it upstairs, the 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 wait for him, she in the world straight hoeing
While he looking at centerfolds of girls
Showing they little cooch, gangstas die he's living proof
The D.A. who tried him was
A white dude, killed his during the case
Hung jury, now the D.A. is being
Pre-trial hearing is over, real for the soldier
Walks in the courtroom, the look in his eyes is
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 want is his
He a court officer's gun and started squeezing
Then he grabbed the judge, screams out, nobody leaving

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 that I won't forget
Sold CD's platinum, met mo' execs
Southern niggas, independent label, killers
Know the business, ran Tennessee for years, now they
had the coke game something crazy
Sold out the trunk of they car, that shit amazed me
Put me onto heron blunts, sherm or
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 but they crazy
Now I'm around the old school that raised me
New gangstas, we lounging, out in L.A. see
A wrote my dawg from Pelican Bay
The say, "Nas I got your back, the fools don't play"
I rolled with some down to a Crenshaw funeral
Never saw so many men slaughtered and I knew the ho
The still alive in a hospital
Midnight they crept in his and shot 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 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 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, told him I fucking with you
He responded cool, but told me out here this how

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 that's how we get
A when you ain't look at it
My is yo' folk, but we all kinfolk
Somebody gotta a change