Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Zone

They got uzis, got shotguns, they got explosives
They got access to any kind of weapon they want 24 hours
We got over 50,000 out there
Violent j serving ghetto hard street
You know it's when the funky-ass beat hit
the dice and we's hittin' point
Icp out of southwest
with a gang of 20 street hoods
Hookers on my back 'cause I'm selling them cheap
Looking the motherfucking alleyway
They can't violent crazy-ass psychopath j
But I guess I wasn't so this time
Now I'm in the back of car 49
Yes, rhyme grippin that
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 them motherfuckers make em swallow a brick
So I anybody I can find
Beat a in the head with a goddamn stop sign
Flex one of us and I'm a you
Bullet rips your chest and hits the bitch behind you
two birds with one stone
You're laying in the street with a bullet in dome
And to those hillbillies down south
Talk shit about the city with my nuts in your wife's
And keep stringing on your
we don't like that shit we're we come from, bro
Now the icp stands in the southwest ghetto zone
Ah, for sake
Ah, you don't about that garbage here
for the hell-hole where you come from
This is the part of town
We let you deal that type of bullshit
problems don't concern us
Go home now, go on
detroit is condemned one's home
The cops just don't what to do
steady, rude boy, and the psr
They got my back, o.g., you make it far
I got my at my gut and it's startin' to hurt
can you keep a gat wearing skins and a t-shirt?
Now I'm roaming a true ghetto thug
Fiends on the sac I'm booming that crack
I know you heard aloud what j
I told you that I sold to that bitch, that basehead
Know you argue with the truth
If I hit you in your mouth, gonna spit out a tooth
And I laugh at a cop
Sittin' with his fat ass in a shop
At the party where the icp shows take
throws the handcuffs all over the place
"we're here to protect and we do"
Then I ask who the fuck us from you
Cops are beatin on someone
Shot a in the back, he told him not to run
And the motherfucking black 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
your own in the southwest ghetto 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 the fuck up before you get shot, boy
running your lips, see what happens motherfuckers
Yea, g, see what I'm saying, now what's up that shit
Come to del ray and by in shit
The cops don't know what to do
are my homeboys, vato
See, are home right is all we have, man
I them and they love me back, man
Well I I'm a bad guy
I cuss a lot I say "fuck" a lot
And I rap to you how I'm feeling
When I'm in the old spot sit and we
del ray, call it hell ray
It's icp stay, yo g
And the forces that always talk get beat
And if I'm out I gotta gauge in the backseat
'cause if I I am mack dead
In the of my car I got weapons I'd a never had
A motherfucker in the back make the car saw
Rodney's fat ass make the whole damn muffler
Rappin to a sac-chasing
I told the bitch I ain't never even seen a
sell out to a freak, fuck no
That why I'll ya I'll never end up in a box for a ho
When the check I ignore it
And the is gonna ask me to fucking 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
Violent j be ganked
By no nappy-headed, bare-footed, crackheaded skank
You gotta your own
In the southwest ghetto
Icp
And to all the sets running in detroit
Good luck and strong
counts
Young
Cfp

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