Luyện nghe bài hát Illside of Town

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You know my face, I'm from the place two pounds
And pounds 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 dealers, gun holders, street rollers
bitches 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 still the same fellas
They still slingin' metal, ain't nothing but the ghetto
But like that, ain't that right, black?
my enemies strike, it's only right that I strike back

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

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

I just fall into no grave
If I gotta get bodied, it be goin' out in a blaze
I'm fazed, it's him or me goin' down
No the repercussions, M.O.P. hold it down in the

Illside of town where they murder
Get down for your crown, murder, murder
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 for your crown, murder, murder motherfuckers