Cancion : Ghetto Blaster
Artista : The Killjoy Club
Album : Reindeer Games
Url : https://www.letras10.co/letra-ghetto-blaster-de-the-killjoy-club


[Intro]
Got my ghetto blaster, rippin' that Killjoy Club
When I hit play, (When I hit play) whoop, whoop!
Ghetto blaster, rippin' that Killjoy Club
Fuck out the way! (Fuck out the way)
[Verse 1: Violent J]
Thirty-five pounds, triple tape deck, stereo
Blast that a bitch on a porch type scenario
Hundred fifty bucks a day in D batteries
Tell me what the fuck ever happened to these
Crackheads wanna jack it, that's the reason we pack heat
Wicked clowns bumpin' suckers run from the phat beat
I'm fly walkin' by with that bitch past twelve
Knockin' shit off your walls, cupboards, cabnets, and shells
[Interlude]
This is your ghetto blaster, back again, bitch
Bump it and [?]
The eighteen inch speakers poundin' this shit
Can be heard three miles away (DJ Paul)
[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
Rollin' with my posse, my blunt smokes slow
Sippin' on the sizzurp, 'bout to hit a line of yo
Ghetto blaster louder than my car radio
So we sit it on the backseat and let the bass go
The 808 kick drum makin' niggas get dumb
Haters wanna get some but they just playin' dumb
I hit a bitch harder than a Chinese gong
Juggalos and the Sinners click together, it's a done
[Chorus]
I got my ghetto blaster, rippin' that Killjoy Club
When I hit play, (When I hit play) whoop, whoop!
Ghetto blaster, rippin' that Killjoy Club
Fuck out the way! (Fuck out the way)
[Verse 3: Shaggy 2 Dope]
You drive by with your shit turned all the way up
And yet still all you hear is my bump, what the fuck?
I'm on the porch, the neighborhood is scorchin' hot
I said size D bitch, how many more you got?
I don't need a iPod, pad, pre-amp or beat pill
Just my ghetto blaster and my street skill
And I will rock this party 'til the roof catch flames
With my old school Kangol and my thick-ass chains
[Interlude]
We ghetto blastin' all the way back to the old school
So dust my ass off, give me some fresh Duracels
Crank me up, and let's jam
[Verse 4: Crunchy Black]
I bang bang boogie, boogie boogie boogie bang
Got my ghetto blaster, got me off of da chain
The music so loud, got me outta the frame
When I'm doin', when I'm doin', when I'm doin' my thang
I let my nuts hang then I let my chain swang
Bumpin' that, bumpin' that Three 6 mane
ICP nigga get like me
And you gotta have you a ghetto blaster, see
[Chorus]
I got my ghetto blaster, rippin' that Killjoy Club
When I hit play, (When I hit play) whoop, whoop!
Ghetto blaster, rippin' that Killjoy Club
Fuck out the way! (Fuck out the way)
[Verse 5: Koopsta Knicca]
Mafia 6ix illin', ICP chillin'
Boom box hittin' so hard it break buildings
They use 808's at the top of the mouth
DJ Paul used a low bass down in the south
Hi-hat's rollin', actin' like a rebel
[?] inside of [?]
New school niggas actin' like they don't know shit
Flaugin' ass niggas always rappin' 'bout the trap shit, uah!
[Interlude]
We on the air, baby
Fuck the radio station, this is the music of ICP and Da Mafia 6ix
[?] the airwaves and [?]
[Verse 6: Young Wicked]
Ghetto blaster on my shoulder right next to my fuckin' face
Bumpin' beat breaks, blastin' bass every fuckin' day
I get high when I hi play, then I let the bass go deep
That ghetto blaster bumpin' both sides of the screet, yeah
I'm gettin' right and steady clockin' paychecks
Young Wicked servin' 'em raw, no latex
Motherfuckers know the block ain't safe yet
'Cause I got that Killjoy Club in the tape deck


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