Luyện nghe bài hát Illside of Town

In the illside of town where they niggas
Get for your crown, murder, murder motherfuckers
In the illside of town they murder niggas
Get down for your crown, murder, murder

In the illside of where they murder niggas
Get down for your crown, murder, murder
In the illside of town where they murder
Get for your crown, murder, murder motherfuckers

Ayo, handle your bizness now, you might not get the later
Some kinda way every day the passion for your crater
In the, ghetto where trigga fingers usually
Here is where I for war in the dump, like Richie Rich

It gets a mind blowin' situation, one get left
New still my niggas feel they facin' death
We're jumpin' on with the jumpers at the tire
Bucka fire

Now, let the preach
a lesson that need to be taught
And look who I brought to
I fifteen in my 45, pick up niggas with size
Whet up the survive

Wack will see M.O.P. is the livest
Downtown Swingin', index exercisers
Cut 'em slack, fuck that, it's on
I you wanna live, I'd rather see you torn
Out the frame, Bill and Lil' Fame still stand

I'm thinkin' of a master plan to lace man
What make you think that you can fuck Billy Danze?
I'll 4-4 'em, flow 'em, 'em to show 'em
That we don't give a fuck that nigga we don't know 'em in the

Illside of town where murder niggas, I'm from the
Illside of where they murder niggas
Get down for your crown, murder, motherfuckers
In the illside of where they murder niggas
Get down for your crown, murder, motherfuckers
'em down

You my face, I'm from the place with two pounds
And trey and four pounds, kill for Brownsville
You know my face I'm the place wit two pounds
And pounds and four pounds, kill for Brownsville

You got drug dealers, gun holders, rollers
Young bitches attitudes pushing baby strollers
how, we dealin' with these savages, the average is
Deceased or in jail for splittin' cabbages

The characters that's left still the fellas
They still slingin' heavy metal, ain't but the ghetto
But it's like that, ain't right, black?
When my enemies strike, it's right that I strike back

in Crooklyn, it's trife
Criminals out to take from your jewels to your life
One way to survive on streets, you choose it
Rip up, load your up, slip up and you lose it

Cops roll up on you, son, got on your gun
Caught up in some shit that your mom's always you from
See she won't understand it's in the environment
That's why these trigga happy keep firing

I ain't just fall no grave
If I gotta get bodied, it be goin' out in a blaze
I'm fazed, whether him or me goin' down
No matter the repercussions, M.O.P. hold it in the

Illside of town where they niggas
Get down for your crown, murder, motherfuckers
In the illside of where they murder niggas
Get down for crown, murder, murder motherfuckers

In 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, motherfuckers