Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Zone

They got uzis, they got shotguns, got explosives
They got access to any kind of weapon they want 24 hours
We got over 50,000 out there
Violent j ghetto hard street shit
You know it's potent the funky-ass beat hit
Rolling the dice and we's point
Icp out of detroit
with a gang of 20 street hoods
Hookers on my back 'cause I'm selling cheap goods
Looking through the alleyway
They can't catch violent crazy-ass j
But I guess I so crazy this time
Now I'm chillin in the of car 49
Yes, rhyme grippin metal
put a man on the moon, but can't do shit for the ghetto
I look at all that and it me sick
I wanna grab them make em swallow a brick
So I grab I can find
Beat a 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 one stone
You're in the street with a bullet in your dome
And to hillbillies listening down south
Talk shit about the city with my in your wife's mouth
And keep on your banjo
'cause we don't like shit we're we come from, bro
Now the icp stands alone in the ghetto zone
Ah, for christ's
Ah, you don't talk about that here
That's for the hell-hole you come from
is the good part of town
We let you deal with that of bullshit
Your problems concern us
Go now, well go on
Southwest is condemned one's home
The cops just know what to do
Jump steady, boy, and the psr
They got my back, o.g., you make it far
I got my nine at my gut and it's startin' to
can you keep a gat wearing skins and a t-shirt?
Now I'm roaming like a true thug
Fiends on the sac 'cause I'm that crack
I you heard aloud what j said
When I told you I sold to that bitch, that basehead
Know you can't with the truth
If I hit you in your mouth, you're gonna spit out a
And I at a motherfucking cop
Sittin' with his fat ass in a donut
At the party where the icp take face
throws the handcuffs all over the place
"we're to protect and protect we do"
Then I ask who the fuck protects us you
Cops are always on someone
a mute in the back, he told him not to run
And the motherfucking black know it
That's why cops now are catching a bullet
I'm runnin, I'm runnin, we'll end the
When jump steady puts his gauge in motherfuckin face
Mind own in the southwest ghetto zone
Hey, yo, g, who the fuck do you you are, man?
You know who you're fucking with the ic p, g
Why don't you all the fuck up before you get shot, boy
Keep your lips, see what happens motherfuckers
Yea, g, see what I'm saying, now up with that shit
Come to del ray and drive by in
The cops just don't what to do
These are my homeboys,
See, are right here is all we have, man
I love and they love me back, man
Well I 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, it hell ray
It's icp stay, yo g
And the forces that always talk shit get
And if I'm out I gotta gauge in the backseat
'cause if I feel I am dead
In the of my car I got weapons I'd a never had
A thousand motherfucker in the make the car saw
Rodney's fat ass make the whole muffler drag
to a sac-chasing heidi
I the bitch I ain't never even seen a mazaratti
Ever sell out to a freak, no
That why I'll tell ya never end up in a box for a ho
When the check I ignore it
And the bitch is gonna ask me to pay for it
I give the ho an 12-pack
Take your ass to the store and bring some faygo
That's all I pay for now get the fuck on ho
around I got something you can suck on ho
Violent j be ganked
By no nappy-headed, bare-footed, crackheaded sewer
You handle your own
In the ghetto zone
Icp
And to all the sets running in southwest
Good luck and stay
Latin
guns
Cfp

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