Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

New streets where killers'll walk like Pistol Pete
And Mason, gave the young boys admiration
Prince from Queens and from Harlem
legends, the drugs kept the hood from starving
Pushing cars, Barnes was the 70's
But a long list of high-profile celebrities
on the thorough side of things
Livest kings, some died, one guy, one
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 off brew, stumbled I wondered
If God sent him, cause two cars entered the block
And looked at us, I ain't flinch they watched
I took it upstairs, the bathroom mirror, my hair
Staring at a young disciple, I almost my life to what the dice do
man, throwing them bones
Hoping my ace get his thrown
His girl ain't wait for him, she in the world straight
While he looking at centerfolds of pretty
they 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
jury, now the D.A. is being replaced
Pre-trial is over, it's real for the soldier
Walks in the courtroom, the in his eyes is wild
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 officer's gun and started squeezing
Then he the judge, screams out, nobody leaving everybody

niggas fuck 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 double platinum, met mo'
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, the fuck, I turned to punch them
Southern niggas ain't slow, nigga tried to me
I left from around them dudes, cool but they crazy
Now I'm back around the old school that me
New gangstas, we lounging, out in L.A. see
A dude my dawg from Pelican Bay
The letter say, "Nas I got back, the fools don't play"
I rolled with some Crips down to a funeral
Never saw so many men and I knew 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, thugging and
He me with a dame who was half-Mexicano
Gave the ass up, mack daddy Soprano
She me the indigo, but the imbecile
Should of never tippy-toed, thought my eyes closed
Opening the hotel room do', to let her in
But I moved in a manner, on Jet Li shit
I let the hammers blow, wet kids
See thought I had something to do, with all the drama
I was with 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 ever get up?
How we gon' get up if that's how we get down?
A shame when you look at it
My is yo' folk, but we all kinfolk
gotta make a change