Luyện nghe bài hát Illside of Town

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

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

Ayo, your bizness now, you might not get the chance later
Some kinda way day the passion for bustin' your crater
In the, ghetto where trigga fingers itchin'
Here is where I leave for war in the dump, like Rich

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

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

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

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

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

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

You got dealers, gun holders, street rollers
Young bitches with attitudes pushing strollers
Ghetto how, we dealin' with these savages, the is
Deceased or in for splittin' niggas cabbages

The characters that's still the same fellas
They still heavy metal, ain't nothing but the ghetto
But it's like that, ain't that right,
When my enemies strike, it's only right that I strike

in Crooklyn, it's trife
Criminals out to take from your jewels to your life
One way to survive on these streets, you 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 niggas keep

I ain't fall into no grave
If I gotta get bodied, it be goin' out in a blaze
I'm fazed, whether it's him or me down
No the repercussions, M.O.P. hold it down 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 town they murder niggas
Get down for your crown, murder, motherfuckers
In the illside of town they murder niggas
Get down for crown, murder, murder motherfuckers