Luyện nghe bài hát Mother ghetto

(Intro)
Brooklyn, to the occasion
Papoose, PK

(Hook)
Where Brooklyn at? Where at?
Where Brooklyn at? Brooklyn at?
Where at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where at?

(Verse)
All the bread borough heads, where yall from?
All the dollar billers villains, where yall from?
All the low key OGs, where yall
Got a gat, cock it back, let me yall gun
Come and take a through my horde, Ill guide yo vision
When niggas who aint ready to die get for livin
Stepped out the building another day, my was tickin
But had to make a U turn, damn the biskey
I stashed it on the side of the sink, the dishes
On Sundays I praise gun plays, my religion
Walking down the block a boppin rhythm,
Had to take a behind the green garbage can,
Who needs a pot to in?
when I bumped heads with my man, he out of prison
Wuddup Noticed his grin looked kinds different
He had a scar on his face, somebody jigged him
I got when he got knocked, wish I was with him
They put the green out, know how the game go
Niggas die for they colors, respect the rainbow
Take John through the slums to get a coliday come
Hoodlems through they in the sewers and swallow they jums
Snitches stopping the funs, when they hear the drama run
So we the slugs to their tumors and silence they tongues
Raw ball heist, hand to hand is far trife
Customers be on the spot doors all night
I told the last customer next time not like
He knock hard so I and took his heart not life

(Bridge)
The mother ghetto went in up, want the crook bone
My bud light the tunnel crash, Brook no
Yall outsiders better come right, look wrong
My bud will light the tunnel crash, no

(Hook)
Where Brooklyn at? Brooklyn at?
Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where at?

(Verse)
Home of the time of hoax money missin and drama talks
And you can tell a nigga from just how he walks
Them Brownsville dudes gas in they draws
through rockin a Rollie, better have it ensured
This New Yorkers will stab a millionaire til he riches
Cop work uptown niggas, fuck Queens bitches
4 green killas run up in yo living quick
Them boys at canal, see you lay yo clique on the
Nobody politics in best up, who cares for that shit?
robbin dog for his kibles and bits
Bushwick got beat cops, they actin they own the streets
Thats why we drop em like a verse and lay em on the
Celebrate easter by goin to Cony Island heap
Just to a slash out and bang it out on the beach
In Crown Heights they be them 2s, run hoop hoolups
Come around yo way or put yo turf on the
Down town in Pican Ave got the flyest
Youngins over the trains, cursin over the loud speakers
Flatbush be totin, lean yo top smoking
Since the trains had tokes boys kept it locan
LG to Albany we was born to be thorough
Cypress the kings but now we the king borough
Im Bang Bridge, we broke the law for the fun
The cats at Marcy will you cough up a lung
Wherever you from, represent the hood you
Well keep it that way, dont across the Brooklyn Bridge

(Bridge)
The mother ghetto went in up, want the crook bone
My bud will the tunnel crash, Brook no
Yall outsiders better come right, dont look
My bud will light the crash, Brook no

(Hook)
Where Brooklyn at? Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where at?
Where at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where at?

(Verse)
In the heaven of Bob, my hood, pearly gates is locked
We the that cops traded 38s for Glocks
We the them cabs drive by, never trust you
We the reason you rock shines in the tunnel
be starin and walkin, lookin back
But I rob a nigga blind and ask him what the fuck he at?
Patrol cars wanna get essential book in pack
Dont get caught in alleys with cats
the fact that what you worship
So I pray with my backs towards the
Hit the underground and changed all the rappers to the
Celebrated Ike after he was
Due we had him cremated
Put his ashes in the shone and I wish I couldve did when they burned him
Cuz the of this devilish fire within these matches dont deserve him
Its when stay on the abs of the earth and where the staff givin summers
Knowledge beneath the of a target
Security stay harassin and
When a Brooklyn thug walk in the club, bounce his ass or skin search us
Why pattin by my You actin like you nervous
a mistake and get shot by accident on purpose
7 made, when they sever yall faggots mustve heard us
I area code have the same of a murder
Wherever you from, the hood you live
keep it that way, dont come across the Brooklyn Bridge

(Bridge)
The ghetto went in first up, want the crook bone
My bud will light the tunnel crash, no
Yall better come right, dont look wrong
My bud will the tunnel crash, Brook no

(Hook)
Where Brooklyn at? Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where at?
Where Brooklyn at? Brooklyn at?
Where at? Where Brooklyn at?