Текст песни M.O.P - Brownsville, слова песни M.O.P

Текст песни M.O.P - Brownsville

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Текст песни M.O.P - Brownsville

Brownsville's the place where crews seem the livestCops get knocked down body counts' only risingThem streets look - Full to ya!Villains look - Poor to ya!Them niggas'll - Slaughter ya!For your goose NauticaYou got jewels? Stash 'em son( )Cause there's a thousand niggas brokeAnd we all got guns!And you know what that means Niggas be open like they smoking caffeineLooking to do a quick stick, move, and swiftWith your ___ on your hipReady to flipWhenever you empty your clip, dipAnd get the fuck up out of DodgeThat's if you know what's up kidNiggas is getting Mandela timePlus the crackers is corruptedBut then you got them clockers down at 73rdThat was drug associated since the 70's, wordIt's kinda skepticLiving these crazy ways unprotectedEvery day is a jamSo expect the unexpectedCrime time!1-718 Brownsville, BrooklynThe housing property be getting tookenSo we're intendedBe under pressure getting blackmailedVillains using their dealingsMaking killings off of crack salesThe theme song of murderNobody's kidding, These fools are forbiddenAutomatics just be spittin'And devastating, and profoundYou get lumped up soon as you jump upOr get gunned down in BrownsvilleYoung bucks got guns(Now that's a damn shame)Everybody claim they represent and do they thing_____ toting in cases hard to believeThe firing squad'll throw your whole borough under siegeBeyond twin chrome and farmersNigga it's Billy DanzeAnd when I'm double clutching my handsThem fuckers won't jamSo my man, if your seeking an advance to your graveIt's the land of the drama lordAnd the home of the fucking braveIt's hard to trust us cause it's mad ruckusWe toe tax with mufflers for small time hustlersIt's blue steel concealed under my sweaterTo calm down whoeverDuke, I move cleverI must keep it stepping, hopsWhen shit be getting' hotI step and bopWhile I stroll with my weapon cockedThe hill that's real, we kill at willClack Clack! Clack Clack!Clack Clack! Clack Clack!Mad guns in your grillIn the 'VilleBrownsville! (Yeah)Killings here only bring retaliationNo crying See dying's an everyday thingSwing 25 niggas down by my battlegroundsI'll move in with 8 thugs that love busting rounds

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