In the illside of town 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
In the illside of town they murder niggas Get down for your crown, murder, murder In the illside of town they murder niggas 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 bustin' your In the, ghetto trigga fingers usually itchin' Here is I leave for war in the dump, like Richie Rich
It gets a mind blowin' situation, one get left New occupation still my niggas they facin' death We're jumpin' on decks with the at the tire rapid fire
Now, let the preach There's a lesson need to be taught And who I brought to teach I pack in my 45, pick up niggas with size Whet up the survive
Wack crews will see M.O.P. is the Downtown Swingin', index finger Cut 'em slack, fuck that, it's on I know you wanna live, I'd rather see you Out the frame, Bill and Fame will still stand
I'm thinkin' of a master plan to lace man make you think that you can fuck with Billy Danze? I'll 4-4 'em, flow 'em, blow 'em to 'em That we give a fuck about that nigga we don't know 'em in the
Illside of where they murder niggas, I'm from the Illside of town where murder niggas Get down for crown, murder, murder motherfuckers In the illside of town where murder niggas Get for your crown, murder, murder motherfuckers Take 'em
You my face, I'm from the place with two pounds And pounds and four pounds, kill for Brownsville You know my face I'm from the place wit two And pounds and four pounds, kill for Brownsville
You got drug dealers, gun holders, street Young bitches attitudes pushing baby strollers Ghetto how, we dealin' with these savages, the is Deceased or in jail for niggas cabbages
The characters that's still the same fellas They still slingin' heavy metal, ain't nothing but the But it's that, ain't that right, black? When my enemies strike, it's right that I strike back
Here in Crooklyn, it's Criminals out to everything from your jewels to your life One way to on these streets, you choose it Rip up, load your clip up, slip up and you it
Cops roll up on you, son, got bodies on gun Caught up in shit that your mom's always warned you from See she won't understand that in the environment why these trigga happy niggas keep firing
I ain't just fall no grave If I get bodied, it gotta 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 where they murder niggas Get down for crown, murder, murder motherfuckers 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 for your crown, murder, murder motherfuckers