Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Knows

Chorus: 2X

Yo, you gotta go, you 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, in white sheets, are layin in the streets
Shit deep, as we creep up the block by the kids slangin rocks
and holdin glocks stolen the cops to get props
You gotta split a top, on the
or get plugged in mug, from a slug, by your competitor
echo throughout the city like thunder, no wonder
Another brother six feet
You know it ain't no when the streetlights are broken
So keep your eyes open, or get ready for a, smokin
out of line, I hope you got your nine gun son
The and Wess', you better press 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 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 younger gunmen got the bigger runnin
The shorties (what) the shorties (what) the are comin
to push a nigga wig back, and his ass flat on his back
The motherfuckin ghetto knows, and 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 drug-related case and now the place is filled with
the shack, disclouse 'bout two kilos of dope
Two ounces of coke's in the pocket of his coat
So, brother caught the ultimate surprise
with blown out brains, to drop stains on his
Dazed as I sit back and watch the two news
his family goin through all the boo-hoos
You lose, an Ill Street, the Blues are gettin deeper
Nothin left in the except for him, the Grim Reaper
Police are takin ? snapshots, scoop up some
Pull out a file on a juvenile 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
Seal off the area with yellow tape, the white
around the body now the party has to motivate
One more outlaw, was murdered on the for the green
at the age of seventeen

[Kool G.
the concrete, packin my heat, walkin the backstreets
I seen pull up, peepin me out the side a black Jeep
Six deep, that's where I'm goin if I'm slippin
Steady cockin my shit cause I 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 then I struck one in the
shoulda 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 strap? Who's bustin bigger caps?
My BOOM BOOM BOOMS against they PAP PAP
No haps, G. Rap ain't goin out a sucker
I the shot and dropped another motherfucker
Quick, I duck and shit to the bullets comin at me
Cause I be too happy with a slug inside my nappy
Two more niggaz left, they to death, but I'm leary
gets kinda scary when I got bulletholes near me
I went between two cars, off the quarter pound
I see body fallin down to the ground
Quick I run up on him cause I don't think he's dead
Standin over his ass I put two more his head
That's three niggaz down, only got one 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 lead out, a piece of his brain dead out
the back of his head, now he's dead, because he fell down
right on the streets that he dwelled

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