Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Zone

They got uzis, they got shotguns, got explosives
They got access to any kind of weapon want within 24 hours
We got over 50,000 gangbangers out
Violent j serving ghetto street shit
You know it's when the funky-ass beat hit
Rolling the dice and we's hittin'
Icp out of detroit
Running a gang of 20 street hoods
Hookers on my 'cause I'm selling them cheap goods
Looking through the alleyway
They can't catch crazy-ass psychopath j
But I guess I wasn't so crazy this
Now I'm in the back of car 49
Yes, grippin that metal
They put a man on the moon, but can't do for the ghetto
I look at all and it makes me sick
I wanna grab them motherfuckers make em 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
Bullet rips through chest and hits the bitch behind you
two birds with one stone
You're laying in the street with a bullet in your
And to those hillbillies listening down
Talk shit about the with my nuts in your wife's mouth
And stringing on your banjo
'cause we don't like that shit we're we from, bro
Now the icp stands alone in the southwest zone
Ah, for sake
Ah, you don't about that garbage here
That's for the where you come from
This is the good of town
We let you deal that type of bullshit
Your problems concern us
Go home now, go on
Southwest detroit is one's home
The cops just don't what to do
steady, rude boy, and the psr
They got my back, o.g., you won't it far
I got my nine at my gut and it's to hurt
Where can you keep a gat wearing and a t-shirt?
Now I'm roaming like a true ghetto
on the sac 'cause I'm booming that crack
I know you aloud what j said
When I told you that I to that bitch, that basehead
Know you argue with the truth
If I hit you in your mouth, you're spit out a tooth
And I at a motherfucking cop
Sittin' with his fat ass in a donut
At the party where the icp take face
Billy throws the handcuffs all over the
"we're here to and protect we do"
I ask who the fuck protects us from you
Cops are always beatin on
Shot a mute in the back, he him not to run
And the black panthers know it
why some cops now are catching a bullet
I'm runnin, I'm runnin, end the chase
When steady puts his gauge in your motherfuckin face
Mind your own in the southwest zone
Hey, yo, g, who the fuck do you think you are,
You know who you're with the ic motherfuckin p, g
Why don't you all step the up before you get shot, boy
running your lips, see what happens motherfuckers
Yea, g, see what I'm saying, now what's up with that
to del ray and drive by in shit
The cops don't know what to do
These are my homeboys,
See, are home right is all we have, man
I love them and love me back, man
I guess I'm a bad guy
'cause I a lot I say "fuck" a lot
And I rap to tell you how I'm
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 shit get
And if I'm out numbered I gotta gauge in the
if I feel I am mack dead
In the trunk of my car I got weapons I'd a had
A thousand in the back make the car saw
Rodney's fat ass make the damn muffler drag
to a sac-chasing heidi
I told the bitch I ain't never seen a mazaratti
Ever out to a freak, fuck no
That why I'll tell ya I'll 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 the ho an empty 12-pack
Take your ass to the store and bring some faygo
That's all I pay for now get the fuck on ho
Stick I got something you can suck on ho
j won't be ganked
By no nappy-headed, bare-footed, crackheaded sewer
You gotta handle own
In the ghetto zone
Icp
And to all the running in southwest detroit
Good and stay strong
Latin
guns
Cfp

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