Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Knows

Chorus: 2X

Yo, you gotta go, you go, you gotta go
(G: And aiyyo, what you don't know, the ghetto knows)

G. Rap]
New York, New York, the city that sleeps
Bodies, covered in white sheets, are layin in the
Shit gets deep, as we creep up the block by the slangin rocks
and glocks stolen from the cops to get props
You split a top, on the regular
or get in your mug, from a slug, by your competitor
Gunshots echo throughout the city like thunder, no
Another six feet under
You know it ain't no jokin when the streetlights are
So your eyes open, or get ready for a, smokin 'loc
Step out of line, I you got your nine gun son
The Smith and Wess', you press 9-1-1 (word up)
or make a run for it too many to tackle
The Big Apple'll put your ass on ice a Snapple
So even though I rap I to stay strapped
act up I back up (PI-YAH)
I a cap inside your fuckin hat
Don't even with them hoes, the swinger that you chose
just be down with the foes, only the shadow knows
And no lollipop, lollipop over here only the shottie pops
(BOOM) Now just sit back and the bodies drop
The younger got the bigger niggaz runnin
The shorties (what) the (what) the shorties are comin
to push a nigga wig back, and leave his ass on his back
The motherfuckin ghetto knows, and like that

[Kool G.
Today's headlines, another dead
Six to the body and fo' to the
Followed the red in the bed full of lead
A drug-related case and now the place is filled Feds
Ramshacked the shack, disclouse 'bout two of dope
Two of coke's caught in the pocket of his coat
So, another brother caught the surprise
with blown out brains, to drop on his eyes
Dazed as I sit back and watch the channel two
Watchin his family through all the boo-hoos
You lose, an Ill Street, the Blues are gettin deeper
Nothin in the room except for him, the Grim Reaper
Police are takin ? snapshots, scoop up some
Pull out a file on a juvenile child of
The cops he fell victim to laws on the street
So they just, pull out the white sheets, to cover up the dead
Seal off the area yellow tape, draw the white
around the body now the party has to motivate
One outlaw, was murdered on the scene for the green
at the age of seventeen

[Kool G.
Strollin the concrete, packin my heat, the backstreets
I seen niggaz pull up, peepin me out the a black Jeep
Six feet deep, that's where I'm goin if I'm
Steady cockin my shit cause I already got the in
Now who's the first nigga to run up, they come up
the block hardrocks with glocks rollin holdin they up
I buck, I buck, and I struck one in the chest
Nigga wore a vest but now his ass is put to rest
But now I got three mo' niggaz, triggers
Strays are off the bricks, zigga zigga
But who got the biggest Who's bustin bigger caps?
My BOOM BOOM BOOMS they PAP PAP PAPS
No haps, G. Rap ain't out like a sucker
I reloaded the shot and another motherfucker
Quick, I duck and shit to dodge the comin at me
Cause I won't be too happy with a inside my nappy
Two more niggaz left, they scared to death, but I'm
Shit gets scary when I got bulletholes near me
I went between two cars, lettin off the pound
I see another body fallin down to the
Quick I run up on him cause I don't think that he's
over his ass I put two more inside his head
That's three niggaz down, only got one to go
I gots to send his ass to the so
I lay low in the cut and wait for moneygrip to up
Nearly my whole clip up, I got one more slug to rip up
Look over by the GS, see his ass his head out
Boom, let the lead out, blew a piece of his dead out
the back of his head, now he's dead, because he fell down
right on the motherfuckin streets that he

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