In the illside of where they murder niggas Get for your crown, murder, murder motherfuckers In the illside of town where they niggas Get down for crown, murder, murder motherfuckers
In the illside of where they murder niggas Get down for crown, murder, murder motherfuckers In the illside of town they murder niggas Get for your crown, murder, murder motherfuckers
Ayo, handle bizness now, you might not get the chance later Some kinda way every day the passion for bustin' crater In the, ghetto where trigga fingers itchin' Here is where I leave for war in the dump, like Richie
It gets a mind situation, one occupation get left New occupation my niggas feel they facin' death We're jumpin' on decks with the at the tire rapid fire
Now, let the preach There's a lesson that to be taught And who I brought to teach I pack fifteen in my 45, pick up with size up the wildest survive
Wack crews will see M.O.P. is the Downtown Swingin', index exercisers Cut 'em some slack, that, it's on I you wanna live, I'd rather see you torn Out the frame, Bill and Fame will still stand
I'm thinkin' of a master plan to lace man What make you that you can fuck with Billy Danze? I'll 4-4 'em, 'em, blow 'em to show 'em That we don't give a fuck that nigga we don't know 'em in the
Illside of town where they murder niggas, I'm the of town where they murder niggas Get for your crown, murder, murder motherfuckers In the illside of town where murder niggas Get down for your crown, murder, murder 'em down
You my face, I'm from the place with two pounds And trey pounds and pounds, kill for Brownsville You know my face I'm from the place wit two And trey pounds and four pounds, kill for
You got dealers, gun holders, street rollers Young with attitudes pushing baby strollers Ghetto how, we dealin' with these savages, the is or in jail for splittin' niggas cabbages
The characters that's left the same fellas They still slingin' heavy metal, nothing but the ghetto But it's like that, that right, black? When my enemies strike, it's only right that I strike
in Crooklyn, it's trife Criminals out to take everything from your jewels to life One way to survive on streets, you choose it Rip up, load your clip up, slip up and you it
Cops roll up on you, son, got on your gun up in some shit that your mom's always warned you from See she understand that it's in the environment That's why these trigga happy keep firing
I ain't just into no grave If I gotta get bodied, it gotta be out in a blaze I'm fazed, whether it's him or me goin' No matter the repercussions, M.O.P. it down in the
Illside of town where they murder Get down for your crown, murder, motherfuckers In the illside of town where murder niggas Get for your crown, murder, murder motherfuckers
In the illside of where they murder niggas Get down for your crown, murder, motherfuckers In the illside of town where they murder Get down for crown, murder, murder motherfuckers