Luyện nghe bài hát Illside of Town

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

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

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

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

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

Wack will see M.O.P. is the livest
Downtown Swingin', index exercisers
Cut 'em some slack, fuck that, on
I know you wanna live, I'd rather see you
Out the frame, and Lil' Fame will still stand

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

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

You know my face, I'm from the with two pounds
And trey pounds and 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 drug dealers, gun holders, rollers
Young with attitudes pushing baby strollers
Ghetto how, we dealin' with these savages, the is
Deceased or in jail for splittin' niggas

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

Here in Crooklyn, it's
Criminals out to take everything from 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 bodies on gun
Caught up in shit that your mom's always warned you from
See she won't that it's in the environment
That's why these trigga happy niggas firing

I ain't just fall into no
If I gotta get bodied, it gotta be out in a blaze
I'm fazed, whether him or me goin' down
No matter the repercussions, M.O.P. it down in the

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

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