Luyện nghe bài hát Way Of The World

Aaaah. Fuck it, Fuck you, on! Ah

M.O.P.: Its the way of the world, (Aaaah)
Danze: Can't nobody change
The way thug niggaz do they thing
M.O.P.: Its the way of the world, right?(Huhhh)
Billy Danze: Can't nobody
The way em niggaz play the game

Verse One: Danze
Yo I grew up on an ill (St. ?)
Posted up on the hill the real Homicide Staff
the type to screw ya
Just the type to pursue ya, to ya and do ya(Boo-yea)
It's a hundred ampin me
The block (hot) cop a (top shots) at your fucking family
(Sup, Billy Danze?) True (Clap, clap) Who the are you?
(Clap, clap) What the you wanna do? (Fuck you)
I been caught in a deathrap twice, managed to slip it
four niggaz, and I still gotta do it
(Hell ya) You know the street
Welcome new to these homicide layers to be slain
Look both ways you cross a nigga
Decent families have lost a nigga, that came a nigga
He knew havin shit
He seen him lick off and a whole fucking click
(Whole fuckin click, Premeditaion) On a basis
And nickel M and M's may be against your faces
Nobody if your mother cry
They don't a if your brother die
(Don't give a about you)

Verse Two: Fame *rapping to the baseline*
These motherfuckers wanna stop me, it ain't hard to
But be a cold day in hell
I would change, my style or my profile
Or the way I put myself down (cha down) *main beat
Why do fuckers,
fuck around with this livest shit?
Chrome 44's, soul (Unstoppable!)
Got a crew to a crew, remarkable
The infinite, fizzy wo
I know ya see me dead
out with some thick red shit leaking from my head
Hollerin: rest in peace, making money off my rap
it the best of M.O.P. (Motherfucker!)
Fuck that! I send the out to get ya
Hit ya, and them knew jacks down wit ya
EM DEAD STINKIN
And put your on the outside
to the let the world see the shit you was thinkin
This can't change(Nah)
This nigga rearrange(Nah)
The way a thug do his (Yeah)
Never let em get the of me
I put the to your temple
and catch the next plane to the West

(Fly, baby) Nigga,(Motherfuckers)! (Fly, nigga)
I wan't y'all to undestand one motherfuckin thing
This M.O.P. shit is for real,
motherfuckers better recognize

Lil' over chorus:

First Family, nigga. a concept behing that shit
We your family in the motherfuckin place
To all y'all new motherfuckers, find somebody,
Get the fuck out my face. to all my true niggaz
you for life, nigga
(That's real nigga. Never stop, never stop, quit.)