Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga Hillfigga

"I'm gonna let motherfuckers know something."

Lil' Fame (Billy Danze)

We happen to be them NIGGAZ
(Don't try)
Do or DIE
Fizzy y'all true HILLFIGGA
One that'll put the drop on ya NIGGA

Verse one: Lil

We brought a raw chapter from the history of slinging crack!
To the of rap
From the history of street
The Brownsville, Brooklyn,
(William and) Womack, pa
It's known you get your shit blown back, pa
The Hill is real, we own that, pa
(Cock back the chrome) cause you clap, pa
What it look like, they on the pipe?
the same as Fame getting cream all night
(Gotta get my on) Go 'head
Cause I know it be like, when you got no bread
When you down and out, people they back at you
Even the chicas try to the rap in you
I got gratitude, I ain't mad at you
I bet you that pussy is stink as your
Hold down,
As I off, no frown
Keep that pretty smile, always
Some people fucked up in these raw days
But they can be left to stretch in they
I got family CI to B'ville
We fear no EVIL, bitch nigga, we
(Now slide)
Before I turn conversation, into a motherfucking homicide

Chorus: Danze (Lil Fame)

*change 4th to: William Berkuance, live (Hillfigga)*

Verse two: Billy

Now I don't if you remember me, it's (William Berkuance)
From swingin and slinging is no shit
Watch these real niggaz, move
While you pathetic, dibetic ass niggaz ain't
I'm not a gangster, and I lie
I've been afraid to die
(So when worst come to worst) back my shit out first
I'll feel in an Elderado, than in a herse
When its TO ROLL you know where them thugs at
(First Family!) , you know my love's at
Give up to my peers who survived through the Blood, Sweat, and
Here to a years
We won't change or or aim or pitch!
We dedicated to the same shit
Holla-holler! I what I may have to do
(You my motto!) Walk past and slash your crew
If I'm you, it's on
your head up, cause I won't let up till your ass is gone
(Come on!) So now you me
the hell-raising, gun-blazing, BD

Chorus: 1/2 Lil' Fame, second 1/2 Billy Danze*

three:

Lil' Can I hear silence? For the peops thats deceased
*pause* REST IN
Ya', (Ya') with me
And I still keep old feel me
I'm dedicated to the
Whether its the or this rap thing, I'm gon' maintain
A Brooklyn
I'm the judge(What?!), jury (What?!), and the

Danze: I'm used to, the automatic machines
(The calibre) And the bloody crime scenes
You know my name, I've trained to flip
From the environment where they be firing whole
So tell your man flinchin
Stand at attention! and prepare for the
(Firing Squad) With the same
(The last of the best) And we the best for last *echoes*
*beat to