Illside Of Town Lyrics - Mop

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

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

Ayo handle your bizness now you might not get the chance later
Some kinda way every day the passion for bustin' your crater
In the ghetto where trigga fingers usually itchin'
Here is where i leave for war in the dump like richie rich

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

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

Wack crews will see m.o.p. is the livest
Downtown swingin' index finger exercisers
Cut 'em some slack xxxx that it's on
I know you wanna live i'd rather see you torn
Out the frame bill and lil' fame will still stand

I'm thinkin' of a master plan to lace your man
What make you think that you can xxxx with billy danze?
I'll 4-4 'em flow 'em blow 'em to show 'em
That we don't give a xxxx about that nigga we don't know 'em in the

Illside of town where they murder niggas i'm from the
Illside of town where they murder niggas
Get down for your crown murder murder motherfuckers
In the illside of town where they murder niggas
Get down for your crown murder murder motherfuckers
Take 'em down

You know my face i'm from the place with two pounds
And trey pounds and four pounds kill for brownsville
You know my face i'm from the place wit two pounds
And trey pounds and four pounds kill for brownsville

You got drug dealers gun holders street rollers
Young xxxxxxx with attitudes pushing baby strollers
Ghetto how we dealin' with these savages the average is
Deceased or in jail for splittin' niggas cabbages

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

Here in crooklyn it's trife
Criminals out to take everything from your jewels to your life
One way to survive on these streets you choose it
Rip up load your clip up slip up and you lose it

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

I ain't just fall into no grave
If i gotta get bodied it gotta be goin' out in a blaze
I'm fazed whether it's him or me goin' down
No matter the repercussions m.o.p. hold it down in the

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

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

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