Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Knows

Chorus: 2X

Yo, you go, you gotta go, you gotta go
(G: And aiyyo, what you know, believe the ghetto knows)

[Kool G.
New York, New York, the that never sleeps
Bodies, covered in white sheets, are in the streets
Shit gets deep, as we creep up the block by the 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 throughout the city like thunder, no wonder
Another brother six feet
You it ain't no jokin when the streetlights are broken
So keep your eyes open, or get ready for a, smokin
Step out of line, I hope you got nine 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 put your ass on ice like a Snapple
So though I rap I gots to stay strapped
Niggaz act up I up (PI-YAH)
I bust a cap inside fuckin hat
Don't even pose with them hoes, the that you chose
might be down with the foes, only the shadow knows
And ain't no lollipop, lollipop over here only the pops
(BOOM) Now sit back and watch the bodies drop
The younger gunmen got the bigger runnin
The shorties (what) the shorties (what) the are comin
to push a nigga wig back, and leave his ass on his back
The motherfuckin ghetto knows, and it's that

[Kool G.
headlines, another nigga dead
Six to the body and fo' to the
Followed the red bitch in the bed full of
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 the ultimate surprise
blown out brains, to drop stains on his eyes
Dazed as I sit and watch the channel two news
Watchin his goin through all the boo-hoos
You lose, like an Ill Street, the Blues are gettin
Nothin left in the room except for him, the Reaper
Police are takin ? snapshots, 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 with yellow tape, draw the white
around the body now the party has to motivate
One more outlaw, was murdered on the scene for the
at the age of seventeen

[Kool G.
Strollin the concrete, packin my heat, walkin the
I niggaz pull up, peepin me out the side a black Jeep
Six feet deep, that's where I'm if I'm slippin
Steady cockin my cause I already got the clip in
Now who's the nigga to run up, here they come up
the block hardrocks with glocks rollin holdin guns up
I buck, I buck, and I struck one in the chest
Nigga shoulda wore a vest but now his ass is put to
But now I got three mo' niggaz, triggers
Strays are ricochetin off the bricks, zigga
But who got the biggest Who's bustin bigger caps?
My BOOM BOOM against they PAP PAP PAPS
No haps, G. Rap goin out like a sucker
I the shot and dropped another motherfucker
Quick, I duck and shit to dodge the comin at me
Cause I won't be too happy with a slug my nappy
Two more niggaz left, scared to death, but I'm leary
Shit gets kinda scary I got bulletholes near me
I went between two cars, lettin off the quarter
I see another fallin down to the ground
Quick I run up on him I don't think that he's dead
over his ass I put two more inside his head
That's three niggaz down, only got one to go
I to send his ass to the gravedigger so
I lay low in the cut and wait for to slip up
Nearly shot my whole 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 brain 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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