Luyện nghe bài hát Mother ghetto

(Intro)
Brooklyn, to the occasion
Papoose, PK

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

(Verse)
All the thorough bread borough heads, yall from?
All the dollar billers villains, where yall from?
All the low key OGs, where from?
Got a gat, cock it back, let me yall gun
Come and take a walk through my horde, Ill guide yo
When niggas who aint to die get shot for livin
Stepped out the building another day, my time was
But had to make a U turn, damn forgot the
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 a leak behind the green garbage can,
Who a pot to piss in?
when I bumped heads with my man, he out of prison
Wuddup Noticed his grin looked kinds different
He had a long on his face, somebody jigged him
I got away when he got knocked, wish I was him
They put the green light out, know how the go
Niggas die for they colors, gotta respect the
John through the slums just to get a coliday come
Hoodlems through they guns in the sewers and swallow they
stopping the funs, when they hear the drama they run
So we throw the slugs to tumors and silence they tongues
Raw ball heist, hand to hand is far more
Customers be bangin on the spot all night
I told the last customer your time not like
He knock hard so I copped and took his heart not

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

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

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

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

(Verse)
In the of Bob, my hood, them pearly gates is locked
We the reason that cops 38s for Glocks
We the reason them drive by, never trust you
We the you couldnt rock shines in the tunnel
Niggas be and walkin, lookin back
But I rob a nigga blind and ask him the fuck he lookin at?
Patrol just wanna get essential book in pack
get caught in alleys with Brooklyn cats
Face the that what you worship
So I pray with my backs towards the
Hit the underground and all the rappers to the circus
Celebrated Ike he was murdered
Due we had him cremated
Put his ashes in the shone and I I couldve did magic when they burned him
Cuz the depths of this 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 records of a
stay harassin and lurkin
When a Brooklyn thug in the club, bounce his ass or skin they search us
Why by my burners? You actin like you nervous
Make a mistake and get shot by on purpose
7 made, when they sever yall faggots mustve heard us
I area code have the same factors of a
Wherever you from, represent the hood you
Well keep it that way, dont across the Brooklyn Bridge

(Bridge)
The mother ghetto went in first up, want the 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?
Where Brooklyn at? Brooklyn at?
Where at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where at?