Luyện nghe bài hát Mother ghetto

(Intro)
Brooklyn, rise to the
Papoose, PK

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

(Verse)
All the thorough borough heads, where yall from?
All the hundred dollar billers villains, where from?
All the low key OGs, where from?
Got a gat, cock it back, let me hear gun
Come and take a through my horde, Ill guide yo vision
When who aint ready to die get shot for livin
Stepped out the building day, my time 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
down the block with a boppin rhythm,
Had to take a behind the green garbage can,
Who needs a pot to in?
Thats when I heads with my man, he out of prison
son? Noticed his grin looked kinds different
He had a long scar on his face, jigged him
I got away when he got knocked, I was with him
They put the green light out, know how the go
Niggas die for they colors, respect the rainbow
Take John the slums just to get a coliday come
Hoodlems through they guns in the sewers and swallow they
Snitches stopping the funs, when hear the drama they run
So we throw the to their tumors and silence they tongues
Raw heist, hand to hand is far more trife
Customers be on the spot doors all night
I told the last customer your time not like
He knock hard so I copped and his heart not life

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

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

(Verse)
Home of the time of hoax with money missin and 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 it ensured
This New will stab a millionaire til he bleed riches
Cop work from uptown niggas, fuck bitches
4 green run up in yo living room quick
Them boys at canal, see you lay yo on the strip
politics in best up, who cares for that political shit?
Were dog for his kibles and bits
Bushwick got beat cops, they like they own the streets
Thats why we drop em like a and lay em on the beat
Celebrate easter by goin to Cony Island when
Just to have a 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
they be totin, lean yo top smoking
Since the trains had tokes them boys it locan
LG to Albany we was born to be thorough
Cypress Hills the but now we the king borough
Im Bang Bridge, we broke the law for the fun
The cats at Marcy make you cough up a lung
Wherever you from, represent the you live
keep it that way, dont come across the Brooklyn Bridge

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

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

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

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

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