Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Knows

Chorus: 2X

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

[Kool G.
New York, New York, the city never sleeps
Bodies, in white sheets, are layin in the streets
Shit deep, as we creep up the block by the kids slangin rocks
and glocks stolen from the cops to get props
You split a top, on the regular
or get plugged in your mug, from a slug, by competitor
Gunshots echo throughout the like thunder, no wonder
brother six feet under
You know it ain't no jokin the streetlights are broken
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 better press (word up)
or make a run for it too many to tackle
The Big Apple'll put your ass on ice like a
So though I rap I gots to stay strapped
Niggaz act up I up (PI-YAH)
I bust a cap your fuckin hat
Don't even pose with them hoes, the swinger you chose
just might be with the foes, only the shadow knows
And ain't no lollipop, lollipop over only the shottie pops
(BOOM) Now just sit back and watch the drop
The younger got the bigger niggaz runnin
The shorties (what) the shorties (what) the are comin
to a nigga wig back, and leave his ass flat on his back
The ghetto knows, and it's like that

[Kool G.
Today's headlines, another nigga
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 with Feds
Ramshacked the shack, disclouse two kilos of dope
Two of coke's caught in the pocket of his coat
So, another brother caught the ultimate
with blown out brains, to drop on his eyes
Dazed as I sit and watch the channel two news
Watchin his family through all the boo-hoos
You lose, like an Ill Street, the Blues are deeper
Nothin in the room except for him, the Grim Reaper
Police are ? snapshots, scoop up some blooddrops
out a file on a juvenile child of mugshots
The cops he fell victim to laws on the street
So they just, pull out the white sheets, to cover up the meat
Seal off the area yellow tape, draw the white
chalk around the body now the party has to
One outlaw, was murdered on the scene for the green
at the age of seventeen

[Kool G.
Strollin the concrete, my heat, walkin the backstreets
I seen niggaz up, peepin me out the side a black Jeep
Six feet deep, that's where I'm if I'm slippin
Steady cockin my shit cause I already got the in
Now who's the first to run up, here they come up
the block hardrocks glocks rollin holdin they guns up
I buck, I buck, and then I one in the chest
Nigga shoulda a vest but now his ass is put to rest
But now I got mo' niggaz, pullin triggers
Strays are ricochetin off the bricks, zigga
But who got the biggest Who's bustin bigger caps?
My BOOM BOOMS against they PAP PAP PAPS
No haps, G. Rap goin 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 a slug inside my nappy
Two more niggaz left, they to death, but I'm leary
Shit gets scary when I got bulletholes near me
I went between two cars, lettin off the pound
I see another body down to the ground
Quick I run up on him cause I don't that he's dead
over his ass I put two more inside his head
That's niggaz down, only got one nigga to go
I gots to send his ass to the so
I lay low in the cut and wait for moneygrip to up
shot my whole clip up, I got one more slug to rip up
Look by the GS, see his ass stickin his head out
Boom, let the out, blew a piece of his brain dead out
the back of his head, now he's dead, because he fell down
on the motherfuckin streets that he dwelled

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