Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Knows

Chorus: 2X

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

G. Rap]
New York, New York, the that never sleeps
Bodies, covered in white sheets, are layin in the
Shit gets deep, as we creep up the by the kids slangin rocks
and holdin glocks from the cops to get props
You gotta split a top, on the
or get in your mug, from a slug, by your competitor
Gunshots echo throughout the city like thunder, no
Another brother six under
You know it ain't no jokin when the streetlights are
So keep your eyes open, or get ready for a, smokin
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 there's too to tackle
The Big Apple'll put your ass on ice a Snapple
So even though I rap I gots to strapped
act up I back up (PI-YAH)
I bust a cap your fuckin hat
Don't even with them hoes, the swinger that you chose
just might be down with the foes, the shadow knows
And ain't no lollipop, lollipop over here only the pops
(BOOM) Now just sit back and watch the bodies
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 on his back
The motherfuckin knows, and it's like that

[Kool G.
Today's headlines, nigga dead
Six to the and fo' to the head
Followed the red bitch in the bed of lead
A case and now the place is filled with Feds
Ramshacked the shack, 'bout two kilos of dope
Two ounces of caught in the pocket of his coat
So, another brother the ultimate surprise
with out brains, to drop stains on his eyes
Dazed as I sit back and watch the channel two
Watchin his family goin through all the
You lose, like an Ill Street, the Blues are deeper
left in the room except for him, the Grim Reaper
Police are takin ? snapshots, scoop up blooddrops
Pull out a file on a child of mugshots
The knew he fell victim to laws on the street
So they just, out the white sheets, to cover up the dead meat
off the area with yellow tape, draw the white
chalk around the body now the has to motivate
One outlaw, was murdered on the scene for the green
at the age of seventeen

[Kool G.
the concrete, packin my heat, walkin the backstreets
I seen niggaz pull up, peepin me out the side a Jeep
Six feet deep, that's where I'm goin if I'm
Steady my shit cause I already got the clip 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 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 ricochetin off the bricks, zigga
But who got the biggest strap? Who's bigger caps?
My BOOM BOOM BOOMS against PAP PAP PAPS
No haps, G. Rap ain't goin out like a
I the shot and dropped another motherfucker
Quick, I and shit to dodge the bullets 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, lettin off the pound
I see another body fallin to the ground
Quick I run up on him cause I don't think he's dead
Standin his ass I put two more inside his head
That's niggaz down, only got one nigga to go
I gots to his ass to the gravedigger so
I lay low in the cut and wait for moneygrip to up
Nearly shot my whole up, I got one more slug to rip up
over 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 he's dead, because he fell down
right on the motherfuckin streets he dwelled

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