In the illside of town where they murder Get down for your crown, murder, murder In the illside of town they murder niggas Get down for crown, murder, murder motherfuckers
In 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
Ayo, handle your bizness now, you might not get the later Some kinda way every day the passion for bustin' crater In the, ghetto where trigga usually itchin' Here is where I for war in the dump, like Richie Rich
It gets a blowin' situation, one occupation get left New occupation still my niggas feel facin' death We're on decks with the jumpers at the tire Bucka rapid
Now, let the preach There's a lesson that to be taught And look who I to teach I pack fifteen in my 45, pick up niggas with Whet up the wildest
Wack crews 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 Fame will still stand
I'm thinkin' of a master plan to your man make you think that you can fuck with Billy Danze? I'll 4-4 'em, 'em, blow 'em to show 'em That we don't give a about that nigga we don't know 'em in the
Illside of town they murder niggas, I'm from the Illside of town 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 'em down
You know my face, I'm from the place with two And trey pounds and four pounds, kill for You know my I'm from the place wit two pounds And trey pounds and four pounds, kill for
You got drug dealers, gun holders, rollers bitches with attitudes pushing baby strollers Ghetto how, we dealin' with savages, the average is Deceased or in jail for niggas cabbages
The characters that's left still the fellas They still slingin' metal, ain't nothing but the ghetto But it's like that, that right, black? my enemies strike, it's only right that I strike back
Here in Crooklyn, it's Criminals out to take everything from your to your life One way to survive on streets, you choose it Rip up, your clip up, slip up and you lose it
roll up on you, son, got bodies on your gun Caught up in some shit that mom's always warned you from See she won't understand that it's in the That's why these happy niggas keep firing
I ain't just fall into no If I gotta get bodied, it gotta be goin' out in a I'm fazed, whether him or me goin' down No matter the repercussions, M.O.P. it down 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 your crown, murder, motherfuckers
In the illside of town where they murder Get for your crown, murder, murder motherfuckers In the of town where they murder niggas Get down for your crown, murder, murder