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    Kool G Rap

    Ghetto Knows

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    [Chorus: x2]
    Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
    ([G:] And aiyyo, what you dont know, believe the ghetto knows)
    [Kool G. Rap]
    New York, New York, the city that never sleeps
    Bodies, covered in white sheets, are layin in the streets
    Shit gets deep, as we creep up the block by the kids slangin rocks
    and holdin glocks stolen from the cops to get props
    You gotta split a top, on the regular
    or get plugged in your mug, from a slug, by your competitor
    Gunshots echo throughout the city like thunder, no wonder
    Another brother six feet under
    You know it aint no jokin when the streetlights are broken
    So keep your eyes open, or get ready for a, smokin loc
    Step out of line, I hope you got your nine gun son
    The Smith and Wess, you better press 9-1-1 (word up)
    or make a run for it theres too many to tackle
    The Big Applell put your ass on ice like a Snapple
    So even though I rap I gots to stay strapped
    Niggaz act up I back up (PI-YAH)
    I bust a cap inside your fuckin hat
    Dont even pose with them hoes, the swinger that you chose
    just might be down with the foes, only the shadow knows
    And aint no lollipop, lollipop over here only the shottie pops
    (BOOM) Now just sit back and watch the bodies drop
    The younger gunmen got the bigger niggaz runnin
    The shorties (what) the shorties (what) the shorties are comin
    to push a nigga wig back, and leave his ass flat on his back
    The motherfuckin ghetto knows, and its like that
    [Chorus]
    [Kool G. Rap]
    Todays headlines, another nigga dead
    Six to the body and fo to the head
    Followed the red bitch in the bed full of lead
    A drug-related case and now the place is filled with Feds
    Ramshacked the shack, disclouse bout two kilos of dope
    Two ounces of cokes caught in the pocket of his coat
    So, another brother caught the ultimate surprise
    with blown out brains, to drop stains on his eyes
    Dazed as I sit back and watch the channel two news
    Watchin his family goin through all the boo-hoos
    You lose, like an Ill Street, the Blues are gettin deeper
    Nothin left in the room except for him, the Grim Reaper
    Police are takin ? snapshots, scoop up some blooddrops
    Pull out a file on a juvenile child of mugshots
    The cops knew he fell victim to laws on the street
    So they just, pull out the white sheets, to cover up the dead meat
    Seal off the area with yellow tape, draw the white
    chalk around the body now the party has to motivate
    One more outlaw, was murdered on the scene for the green
    Died at the age of seventeen
    [Chorus]
    [Kool G. Rap]
    Strollin the concrete, packin my heat, walkin the backstreets
    I seen niggaz pull up, peepin me out the side a black Jeep
    Six feet deep, thats where Im goin if Im slippin
    Steady cockin my shit cause I already got the clip in
    Now whos the first nigga to run up, here they come up
    the block hardrocks with glocks rollin holdin they guns up
    I buck, I buck, and then I struck one in the chest
    Nigga shoulda wore a vest but now his ass is put to rest
    But now I got three mo niggaz, pullin triggers
    Strays are ricochetin off the bricks, zigga zigga
    But who got the biggest strap? Whos bustin bigger caps?
    My BOOM BOOM BOOMS against they PAP PAP PAPS
    No haps, G. Rap aint goin out like a sucker
    I reloaded the shot and dropped another motherfucker
    Quick, I duck and shit to dodge the bullets comin at me
    Cause I wont be too happy with a slug inside my nappy
    Two more niggaz left, they scared to death, but Im leary
    Shit gets kinda scary when I got bulletholes near me
    I went between two cars, lettin off the quarter pound
    I see another body fallin down to the ground
    Quick I run up on him cause I dont think that hes dead
    Standin over his ass I put two more inside his head
    Thats three niggaz down, only got one nigga to go
    I gots to send his ass to the gravedigger so
    I lay low in the cut and wait for moneygrip to slip up
    Nearly shot my whole clip up, I got one more slug to rip up
    Look over by the GS, see his ass stickin his head out
    Boom, let the lead out, blew a piece of his brain dead out
    the back of his head, now hes dead, because he fell face down
    right on the motherfuckin streets that he dwelled
    [Chorus x2.5]
    [ Ghetto Knows Lyrics ]
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