Yeah, bro, that's not cool
Yeah, bro, that's not cool
Yeah, bro, that's not cool
Yeah, bro, that's not cool

Stealing life, I panic, I make music, I fly away
Your enemy sprayed, you gotta run
Betrayed by your crazy girl, bro, she gives your address to the thugs
We don't know each other, you're R, boy, Hasta La Muerte, ask You

Ghetto, it's the sound that comes out of the ghetto
With the cops in the rearview mirror
while I roll a little joint
I don't even remember what the subway looks like anymore
Bullet in the head, we came back to redecorate
You say you're pulling out the metals
we know you're a big liar

What will tomorrow be made of? I don't know
You had everything in your hands but you didn't know it
No one finds their way, everyone separates
You ditch your brothers for a girl, bro, that's not cool

Yeah, bro, that's not cool (bro, that's not cool)
Yeah, bro, that's not cool (bro, that's not cool)
Yeah, bro, that's not cool (bro, that's not cool)
Yeah, bro, that's not cool (bro, that's not cool)

The eye of the sun
I go where I want in the city
Sometimes, I'm alone, brother
but I think about my life
Envious, jealous, don't shake hands, you're weird
Remember? It's us, Ju-Ju-JuL, Mister You

Ghetto, it's the sound that comes out of the ghetto
With the cops in the rearview mirror,
while I roll a little joint
I don't even remember what the subway looks like anymore
Bullet in the head, we came back to redecorate
You say you're pulling out the metals
we know you're a big liar

What will tomorrow be made of? I don't know
You had everything in your hands but you didn't know it
No one finds their way, everyone separates
You ditch your brothers for a girl, bro, that's not cool

Yeah, bro, that's not cool (bro, that's not cool)
Yeah, bro, that's not cool (bro, that's not cool)
Yeah, bro, that's not cool (bro, that's not cool)
Yeah, bro, that's not cool (bro, that's not cool)

Pa-pa-pa-la-la-la-la, pa-pa-pa
Pa-pa-pa-la-la-la-la, pa-pa-pa

Counia manmanw, think before you speak
And we're fed up, dealing with them all year
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Ghetto, it's the sound that comes out of the ghetto
With the cops in the rearview mirror,
while I roll a little joint
I don't even remember what the subway looks like anymore
Bullet in the head, we came back to redecorate
You say you're pulling out the metals
we know you're a big liar

What will tomorrow be made of? I don't know
You had everything in your hands but you didn't know it
No one finds their way, everyone separates
You ditch your brothers for a girl, bro, that's not cool

Ya-ya-ya-yah, ya-ya-ya-yah
Ya-ya-ya-yah, ya-ya-ya-yah
Ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh
Ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh

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