Mother Ghetto

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(Intro)
 Brooklyn, rise to the occasion
 Papoose, PK
 (Hook)
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 (Verse)
 All the thorough bread borough heads, where yall from?
 All the hundred dollar billers villains, where yall from?
 All the low key OG's, where yall from?
 Got a gat, cock it back, let me hear yall gun
 Come and take a walk through my horde, I'll guide yo vision
 When niggas who ain't ready to die get shot for livin
 Stepped out the building another day, my time was tickin
 But had to make a U turn, damn forgot the biskey
 I stashed it on the side of the sink, behind the dishes
 On Sundays I praise gun plays, that's my religion
 Walking down the block with a boppin rhythm,
 Had to take a leak behind the green garbage can,
 Who needs a pot to piss in?
 That's when I bumped heads with my man, he out of prison
 Wuddup son? Noticed his grin looked kinds different
 He had a long scar on his face, somebody jigged him
 I got away when he got knocked, wish I was with him
 They put the green light out, know how the game go
 Niggas die for they colors, gotta respect the rainbow
 Take John through the slums just to get a coliday come
 Hoodlems through they guns in the sewers and swallow they jums
 Snitches stopping the funs, when they hear the drama they run
 So we throw the slugs to their tumors and silence they tongues
 Raw ball heist, hand to hand is far more trife
 Customers be bangin on the spot doors all night
 I told the last customer your next time not like
 He knock hard so I copped and took his heart not life
 (Bridge)
 The mother ghetto went in first up, want the crook bone
 My bud will light the tunnel crash, Brook no
 Yall outsiders better come right, don't look wrong
 My bud will light the tunnel crash, Brook no
 (Hook)
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 (Verse)
 Home of the time of hoax with money missin and drama talks
 And you can tell a nigga from Brooklyn just how he walks
 Them Brownsville dudes carry gas in they draws
 Come through rockin a Rollie, better have it ensured
 This New Yorkers will stab a millionaire til he bleed riches
 Cop work from uptown niggas, fuck Queens bitches
 4 green killas run up in yo living room quick
 Them boys at canal, see you lay yo clique on the strip
 Nobody politics in best up, who cares for that political shit?
 We're robbin dog for his kibles and bits
 Bushwick got beat cops, they actin like they own the streets
 That's why we drop em like a verse and lay em on the beat
 Celebrate easter by goin to Cony Island when heap
 Just to have a slash out and bang it out on the beach
 In Crown Heights they be workin them 2's, run hoop hoolups
 Come around yo way or put yo turf on the news
 Down town in Pican Ave got the flyest niggas
 Youngins takin over the trains, cursin over the loud speakers
 Flatbush they be totin, lean yo top smoking
 Since the trains had tokes them boys kept it locan
 From LG to Albany we was born to be thorough
 Cypress Hill's the kings but now we the king borough
 I'm from Bang Bridge, we broke the law for the fun
 The cats at Marcy will make you cough up a lung
 Wherever you from, represent the hood you live
 Well keep it that way, don't come across the Brooklyn Bridge
 (Bridge)
 The mother ghetto went in first up, want the crook bone
 My bud will light the tunnel crash, Brook no
 Yall outsiders better come right, don't look wrong
 My bud will light the tunnel crash, Brook no
 (Hook)
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 (Verse)
 In the heaven of Bob, my hood, them pearly gates is locked
 We the reason that cops traded 38's for Glocks
 We the reason them cabs drive by, never trust you
 We the reason you couldn't rock shines in the tunnel
 Niggas be starin and walkin, lookin back
 But I rob a nigga blind and ask him what the fuck he lookin at?
 Patrol cars just wanna get essential book in pack
 Don't get caught in alleys with Brooklyn cats
 Face the fact that what you worship
 So I pray with my backs towards the serpent
 Hit the underground and changed all the rappers to the circus
 Celebrated Ike after he was murdered
 Due tradition we had him cremated
 Put his ashes in the shone and I wish I could've did magic when they burned him
 Cuz the depths of this devilish fire within these matches don't deserve him
 It's when life stay on the abs of the earth and where the staff givin summers
 Knowledge beneath the records of a target
 Security stay harassin and lurkin
 When a Brooklyn thug walk in the club, bounce his ass or skin they search us
 Why pattin by my burners? You actin like you nervous
 Make a mistake and get shot by accident on purpose
 7 were made, when they sever yall faggots must've heard us
 I area code have the same factors of a murder
 Wherever you from, represent the hood you live
 Well keep it that way, don't come across the Brooklyn Bridge
 (Bridge)
 The mother ghetto went in first up, want the crook bone
 My bud will light the tunnel crash, Brook no
 Yall outsiders better come right, don't look wrong
 My bud will light the tunnel crash, Brook no
 (Hook)
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
 

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Duration
04:50
Key
1
Tempo
114 BPM

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