Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Knows

Chorus: 2X

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

G. Rap]
New York, New York, the that never sleeps
Bodies, covered in white sheets, are in the streets
Shit gets deep, as we 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, a slug, by your competitor
Gunshots echo throughout the city like thunder, no
Another brother six feet
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 hope you got your gun son
The Smith and Wess', you press 9-1-1 (word up)
or make a run for it there's too 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 inside your hat
Don't pose with them hoes, the swinger that you chose
just might be down with the foes, only the shadow
And ain't no lollipop, lollipop over only the shottie pops
(BOOM) Now just sit back and watch the drop
The younger gunmen got the bigger runnin
The shorties (what) the (what) the shorties 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.
headlines, another nigga dead
Six to the body and fo' to the
Followed the red bitch in the bed of lead
A drug-related case and now the place is filled with
Ramshacked the shack, disclouse two kilos of dope
Two ounces of coke's in the pocket of his coat
So, another brother caught the surprise
blown out brains, to drop stains on his eyes
Dazed as I sit back and watch the channel two
Watchin his family goin all the boo-hoos
You lose, like an Ill Street, the Blues are gettin
Nothin left in the room except for him, the Grim
Police are ? snapshots, scoop up some blooddrops
Pull out a file on a child of mugshots
The cops knew he fell victim to on the street
So they just, pull out the sheets, to cover up the dead meat
Seal off the area yellow tape, draw the white
chalk the body now the party has to motivate
One more outlaw, was on the scene for the green
Died at the age of

[Kool G.
Strollin the concrete, my heat, walkin the backstreets
I seen niggaz pull up, me out the side a black Jeep
Six feet deep, that's where I'm goin if I'm
cockin my shit cause I already got the clip in
Now who's the first nigga to run up, here they up
the block with glocks rollin holdin they guns up
I buck, I buck, and then I one in the chest
Nigga wore 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 and dropped another motherfucker
Quick, I duck and shit to dodge the comin at me
Cause I won't be too with a slug inside my nappy
Two more niggaz left, scared to death, but I'm leary
Shit gets scary when I got bulletholes near me
I went between two cars, off the quarter pound
I see another fallin down to the ground
Quick I run up on him cause I don't think that dead
Standin over his ass I put two 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 to slip 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 lead out, blew a piece of his brain out
the back of his head, now dead, because he fell face down
right on the streets that he dwelled

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