Luyện nghe bài hát Mother ghetto

(Intro)
Brooklyn, to the occasion
Papoose, PK

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

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

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

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

(Verse)
Home of the time of hoax with missin and drama talks
And you can tell a nigga from Brooklyn how he walks
Brownsville dudes carry gas in they draws
Come rockin a Rollie, better have it ensured
This New Yorkers will stab a millionaire til he riches
Cop from uptown niggas, fuck Queens 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 robbin dog for his and bits
Bushwick got beat cops, they actin like own the streets
Thats why we em like a verse and lay em on the beat
easter by goin to Cony Island when heap
Just to have a out and bang it out on the beach
In Crown Heights be workin them 2s, run hoop hoolups
Come around yo way or put yo turf on the
Down town in Pican Ave got the niggas
takin over the trains, cursin over the loud speakers
Flatbush they be totin, yo top smoking
Since the trains had them boys kept it locan
From LG to Albany we was born to be
Cypress Hills the kings but now we the borough
Im from Bridge, we broke the law for the fun
The cats at Marcy will make you up a lung
Wherever you from, represent the you live
Well keep it that way, come across the Brooklyn Bridge

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

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

(Verse)
In the heaven of Bob, my hood, them gates is locked
We the reason cops traded 38s for Glocks
We the reason them drive by, never trust you
We the reason you couldnt 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 just wanna get essential book in
Dont get caught in alleys Brooklyn cats
Face the fact that you worship
So I pray with my towards the serpent
Hit the underground and all the rappers to the circus
Celebrated Ike after he was
Due we had him cremated
Put his ashes in the shone and I wish I couldve did magic when they him
Cuz the depths of this devilish within these matches dont deserve him
Its life stay on the abs of the earth and where the staff givin summers
beneath the records 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 burners? You actin like you
a mistake and get shot by accident on purpose
7 were made, when they sever yall faggots heard us
I area code have the factors of a murder
Wherever you from, the hood you live
Well keep it way, dont come 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 right, dont look wrong
My bud will light the tunnel crash, no

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