Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Zone

They got uzis, they got shotguns, they got
They got access to any kind of weapon want within 24 hours
We got over 50,000 gangbangers out
Violent j ghetto hard street shit
You know it's potent the funky-ass beat hit
Rolling the dice and we's hittin'
Icp out of detroit
Running with a gang of 20 hoods
Hookers on my back 'cause I'm selling them goods
Looking the motherfucking alleyway
They catch violent crazy-ass psychopath j
But I I wasn't so crazy this time
Now I'm in the back of car 49
Yes, rhyme grippin metal
put a man on the moon, but can't do shit for the ghetto
I at all that and it makes me sick
I wanna grab them motherfuckers make em swallow a
So I grab I can find
a fiend in the head with a goddamn stop sign
Flex one of us and I'm a you
rips through your chest and hits the bitch behind you
Killed two birds with one
You're laying in the street with a bullet in dome
And to those hillbillies listening down
shit about the city with my nuts in your wife's mouth
And keep stringing on banjo
'cause we don't like shit we're we come from, bro
Now the icp alone in the southwest ghetto zone
Ah, for sake
Ah, you don't talk about that here
That's for the hell-hole you come from
This is the good part of
We let you deal with that type of
problems don't concern us
Go now, well go on
detroit is condemned one's home
The cops just don't know to do
Jump steady, boy, and the psr
They got my back, o.g., you won't it far
I got my nine at my gut and startin' to hurt
Where can you a gat wearing skins and a t-shirt?
Now I'm roaming like a ghetto thug
on the sac 'cause I'm booming that crack
I you heard aloud what j said
When I told you that I sold to bitch, that basehead
Know you can't argue the truth
If I hit you in your mouth, you're gonna out a tooth
And I laugh at a cop
Sittin' with his fat ass in a donut
At the party where the icp shows face
Billy throws the handcuffs all the place
"we're here to and protect we do"
Then I ask who the fuck protects us you
Cops are always beatin on
Shot a in the back, he told him not to run
And the motherfucking panthers know it
That's why some now are catching a bullet
I'm runnin, I'm runnin, end the chase
When jump steady puts his in your motherfuckin face
Mind own in the southwest ghetto zone
Hey, yo, g, who the fuck do you think you are,
You who you're fucking with the ic motherfuckin p, g
Why don't you all the fuck up before you get shot, boy
Keep running your lips, see what happens
Yea, g, see what I'm saying, now what's up with shit
Come to del ray and drive by in
The cops don't know what to do
These are my homeboys,
See, are home here is all we have, man
I love them and they me back, man
I guess I'm a bad guy
'cause I a lot I say "fuck" a lot
And I rap to you how I'm feeling
I'm in the old spot sit and we reeling
Through del ray, call it ray
where icp stay, yo g
And the forces that always talk get beat
And if I'm out numbered I gotta gauge in the
'cause if I feel I am mack
In the trunk of my car I got weapons I'd a had
A thousand motherfucker in the back the car saw
Rodney's fat ass make the whole damn muffler
Rappin to a heidi
I told the bitch I ain't even seen a mazaratti
sell out to a freak, fuck no
That why tell ya I'll never end up in a box for a ho
the check comes I ignore it
And the bitch is gonna ask me to pay for it
I give the ho an empty
Take your ass to the store and bring some faygo
all I pay for bitch now get the fuck on ho
Stick around I got you can suck on ho
Violent j won't be
By no nappy-headed, bare-footed, crackheaded skank
You handle your own
In the southwest ghetto
Icp
And to all the sets running in southwest
luck and stay strong
Latin
Young
Cfp

To the
And dt
Icp
They got uzis, got shotguns
They got