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 that sleeps
Bodies, in white sheets, are layin in the streets
Shit gets deep, as we up the block by the kids slangin rocks
and holdin glocks stolen from the cops to get
You gotta a top, on the regular
or get plugged in mug, from a slug, by your competitor
Gunshots echo throughout the city thunder, no wonder
Another brother six under
You know it ain't no when the streetlights are broken
So keep your eyes open, or get for a, smokin 'loc
Step out of line, I hope you got nine gun son
The Smith and Wess', you better 9-1-1 (word up)
or a run for it there's too many to tackle
The Big Apple'll put your ass on ice like a
So even though I rap I gots to stay
Niggaz act up I up (PI-YAH)
I bust a cap inside your hat
even pose with them hoes, the swinger that you chose
just might be with the foes, only the shadow knows
And ain't no lollipop, lollipop over here the shottie pops
(BOOM) Now just sit back and the bodies drop
The gunmen got the bigger niggaz runnin
The shorties (what) the shorties (what) the shorties are
to push a nigga wig back, and leave his ass flat on his
The motherfuckin knows, and it's like that

[Kool G.
headlines, another nigga dead
Six to the body and fo' to the
the red bitch in the bed full of lead
A case and now the place is filled with Feds
Ramshacked the shack, disclouse two kilos of dope
Two ounces of coke's in the pocket of his coat
So, another brother the ultimate surprise
blown out brains, to drop stains on his eyes
Dazed as I sit back and watch the two news
Watchin his family through all the boo-hoos
You lose, like an Ill Street, the Blues are deeper
Nothin left in the room for him, the Grim Reaper
Police are ? snapshots, scoop up some blooddrops
Pull out a file on a juvenile child of
The cops knew he fell victim to laws on the
So they just, pull out the white sheets, to up the dead meat
Seal off the with yellow tape, draw the white
chalk the body now the party has to motivate
One more outlaw, was murdered on the scene for the
Died at the age of

[Kool G.
the concrete, packin my heat, walkin the backstreets
I seen niggaz pull up, me out the side a black Jeep
Six deep, that's where I'm goin if I'm slippin
Steady cockin my shit I already got the clip in
Now who's the first nigga to run up, here they up
the block hardrocks with glocks rollin holdin they up
I buck, I buck, and then I one in the chest
Nigga shoulda wore a but now his ass is put to rest
But now I got mo' niggaz, pullin triggers
are ricochetin off the bricks, zigga zigga
But who got the biggest strap? bustin bigger caps?
My BOOM BOOM against they PAP PAP PAPS
No haps, G. Rap goin out like a sucker
I reloaded the shot and dropped another
Quick, I duck and to dodge the bullets comin at me
Cause I won't be too happy with a inside my nappy
Two more left, they scared to death, but I'm leary
gets kinda 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 think that he's dead
Standin over his ass I put two more inside his
That's three niggaz down, got one nigga to go
I to send his ass to the gravedigger so
I lay low in the cut and for moneygrip to slip up
Nearly shot my 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 of his head, now he's dead, because he fell face down
right on the streets that he dwelled

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