Luyện nghe bài hát Illside of Town

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

Ayo, handle your bizness now, you not get the chance later
kinda way every day the passion for bustin' your crater
In the, ghetto where trigga fingers usually
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 niggas feel they death
We're jumpin' on decks with the at the tire
rapid fire

Now, let the preacher
There's a lesson need to be taught
And who I brought to teach
I pack fifteen in my 45, pick up niggas size
up the wildest survive

Wack will see M.O.P. is the livest
Downtown Swingin', index finger
Cut 'em some slack, 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 of a master plan to lace your man
What make you think that you can with Billy Danze?
I'll 4-4 'em, 'em, blow 'em to show 'em
That we don't give a fuck about that nigga we know 'em in the

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

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

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

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

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

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

I ain't just fall 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 matter the repercussions, M.O.P. hold it in the

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