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 Harlem
Street legends, the drugs kept the hood from
Pushing cars, Barnes was the 70's
But there's a long of high-profile celebrities
Worldwide on the side of things
kings, some died, one guy, one time
One day grabs me, as I'm to blast heat
40-side of Vernon, I turned well he me
"What you up to, the gon' bust you"
I was a drunk off brew, stumbled I wondered
If God sent him, cause two squad cars the block
And looked at us, I flinch when they 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 world hoeing
While he looking at centerfolds of girls
Showing they little cooch, gangstas don't die he's proof
The D.A. who him was lying
A white dude, killed his mother the case
Hung jury, now the D.A. is being
hearing is over, it's real for the soldier
Walks in the courtroom, the 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 grabbed a officer's gun and started squeezing
Then he grabbed the judge, screams out, nobody leaving

Some niggas fuck they enemies in ass when they catch 'em
niggas are dangerous, so don't test 'em
They make you, disappear, this a year that I won't
Sold CD's platinum, met mo' execs
Southern niggas, label, real killers
Know the business, ran Tennessee for years, now they
They had the game something crazy
music out the trunk of they car, that shit amazed me
Put me onto blunts, sherm or something
Took a puff, the fuck, I turned to punch them
niggas ain't slow, nigga tried to play me
I left from around them dudes, they cool but they
Now I'm back around the old school that 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 rolled with some Crips down to a Crenshaw
saw so many men slaughtered and I knew the ho responsible
The still alive in a hospital
Midnight they crept in his room and the doctor too
See my in the game, thugging and things
He plugged me with a who was half-Mexicano
Gave the ass up, I'ma mack daddy
She passed me the indigo, but the
Should of never tippy-toed, thought my were closed
Opening the hotel do', to let her goons in
But I in a manner, on some 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, told him I fucking with you
He responded cool, but told me out here this how

All I gotta say is that
If how our people gon' get down, how we ever gon' get up?
How we ever gon' get up if how we get down?
A when you ain't look at it
My is yo' folk, but we all kinfolk
gotta make a change