歌曲 | Fly Nigga Hill Figga |
歌手 | M.O.P. |
专辑 | First Family 4 Life |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Grinnage, Murry | |
"I'm gonna let these motherfuckers know something." | |
Chorus: Lil' Fame (Billy Danze) | |
We happen to be them LIVE NIGGAZ | |
(Don't try) NIGGAZ | |
Do or DIE NIGGAZ | |
Fizzy Womack y'all true HILLFIGGA | |
One that'll put the drop on ya quicker NIGGA | |
*repeat* | |
Verse one: Lil Fame' | |
We brought a very raw chapter from the history of slinging crack! | |
To the history of rap | |
From the history of street misery | |
The Brownsville, Brooklyn, Vietnamese | |
(William and) Womack, pa | |
It's known that you get your shit blown back, pa | |
The Hill is still real, we own that, pa | |
(Cock back the chrome) cause you don't clap, pa | |
What it look like, when they on the pipe? | |
Slinging the same as Fame getting cream all night | |
(Gotta get my hustle on) Go 'head | |
Cause I know what it be like, when you got no bread | |
When you down and out, people turn they back at you | |
Even the chicas try to disrespect the rap in you | |
I got gratitude, baby I ain't mad at you | |
I bet you that pussy is stink as your attitude | |
Hold that down, | |
As I step off, no frown | |
Keep that pretty smile, like always | |
Some people getting fucked up in these raw days | |
But they can be left to stretch in they hallways | |
I got family from CI to B'ville | |
We fear no EVIL, bitch nigga, we real | |
(Now slide) Slide | |
Before I turn this conversation, into a motherfucking homicide | |
Chorus: Billy Danze (Lil Fame) | |
*change 4th line to: William Berkuance, live (Hillfigga)* | |
Verse two: Billy Danze | |
Now I don't know if you remember me, it's (William Berkuance) | |
From downtown swingin and slinging is no shit | |
Watch these real niggaz, move crowds | |
While you pathetic, dibetic ass niggaz ain't allowed | |
I'm not a gangster, and I won't lie | |
I've always been afraid to die | |
(So when worst come to worst) I'll back my shit out first | |
I'll feel better in an Elderado, than in a herse | |
When its TIME TO ROLL you know where them thugs at | |
(First Family!) , you know where my love's at | |
Give up to my peers who survived through the Blood, Sweat, and Tears | |
Here to a hundred years | |
We won't change or switch or aim or pitch! | |
We dedicated to dominating the same shit | |
Holla-holler! I know what I may have to do | |
(You know my motto!) Walk past and slash your crew | |
If I'm after you, it's on | |
Keep your head up, cause I won't let up till your ass is gone | |
(Come on!) So now you remember me | |
It's the hell-raising, gun-blazing, BD | |
Chorus: *first 1/2 Lil' Fame, second 1/2 Billy Danze* | |
Verse three: | |
Lil' Fame: Can I hear silence? For the peops thats deceased | |
*pause* REST IN PEACE | |
Ya', (Ya') Still with me | |
And I still keep old feel with me | |
I'm dedicated to the game | |
Whether its the streets or this rap thing, I'm gon' maintain | |
A Brooklyn ?fugitive? | |
I'm the judge(What?!), jury (What?!), and the executioner | |
Billy Danze: I'm used to, the automatic machines | |
(The heavy calibre) And the bloody crime scenes | |
You know my name, I've been trained to flip | |
From the environment where they be firing whole clips | |
So tell your man stop flinchin | |
Stand at attention! and prepare for the lynchin | |
(Firing Squad) With the same tale | |
(The last of the best) And we saved the best for last *echoes* | |
*beat to fade* |
zuo qu : Grinnage, Murry | |
" I' m gonna let these motherfuckers know something." | |
Chorus: Lil' Fame Billy Danze | |
We happen to be them LIVE NIGGAZ | |
Don' t try NIGGAZ | |
Do or DIE NIGGAZ | |
Fizzy Womack y' all true HILLFIGGA | |
One that' ll put the drop on ya quicker NIGGA | |
repeat | |
Verse one: Lil Fame' | |
We brought a very raw chapter from the history of slinging crack! | |
To the history of rap | |
From the history of street misery | |
The Brownsville, Brooklyn, Vietnamese | |
William and Womack, pa | |
It' s known that you get your shit blown back, pa | |
The Hill is still real, we own that, pa | |
Cock back the chrome cause you don' t clap, pa | |
What it look like, when they on the pipe? | |
Slinging the same as Fame getting cream all night | |
Gotta get my hustle on Go ' head | |
Cause I know what it be like, when you got no bread | |
When you down and out, people turn they back at you | |
Even the chicas try to disrespect the rap in you | |
I got gratitude, baby I ain' t mad at you | |
I bet you that pussy is stink as your attitude | |
Hold that down, | |
As I step off, no frown | |
Keep that pretty smile, like always | |
Some people getting fucked up in these raw days | |
But they can be left to stretch in they hallways | |
I got family from CI to B' ville | |
We fear no EVIL, bitch nigga, we real | |
Now slide Slide | |
Before I turn this conversation, into a motherfucking homicide | |
Chorus: Billy Danze Lil Fame | |
change 4th line to: William Berkuance, live Hillfigga | |
Verse two: Billy Danze | |
Now I don' t know if you remember me, it' s William Berkuance | |
From downtown swingin and slinging is no shit | |
Watch these real niggaz, move crowds | |
While you pathetic, dibetic ass niggaz ain' t allowed | |
I' m not a gangster, and I won' t lie | |
I' ve always been afraid to die | |
So when worst come to worst I' ll back my shit out first | |
I' ll feel better in an Elderado, than in a herse | |
When its TIME TO ROLL you know where them thugs at | |
First Family! , you know where my love' s at | |
Give up to my peers who survived through the Blood, Sweat, and Tears | |
Here to a hundred years | |
We won' t change or switch or aim or pitch! | |
We dedicated to dominating the same shit | |
Hollaholler! I know what I may have to do | |
You know my motto! Walk past and slash your crew | |
If I' m after you, it' s on | |
Keep your head up, cause I won' t let up till your ass is gone | |
Come on! So now you remember me | |
It' s the hellraising, gunblazing, BD | |
Chorus: first 1 2 Lil' Fame, second 1 2 Billy Danze | |
Verse three: | |
Lil' Fame: Can I hear silence? For the peops thats deceased | |
pause REST IN PEACE | |
Ya', Ya' Still with me | |
And I still keep old feel with me | |
I' m dedicated to the game | |
Whether its the streets or this rap thing, I' m gon' maintain | |
A Brooklyn nbsp? fugitive? | |
I' m the judge What?!, jury What?!, and the executioner | |
Billy Danze: I' m used to, the automatic machines | |
The heavy calibre And the bloody crime scenes | |
You know my name, I' ve been trained to flip | |
From the environment where they be firing whole clips | |
So tell your man stop flinchin | |
Stand at attention! and prepare for the lynchin | |
Firing Squad With the same tale | |
The last of the best And we saved the best for last echoes | |
beat to fade |
zuò qǔ : Grinnage, Murry | |
" I' m gonna let these motherfuckers know something." | |
Chorus: Lil' Fame Billy Danze | |
We happen to be them LIVE NIGGAZ | |
Don' t try NIGGAZ | |
Do or DIE NIGGAZ | |
Fizzy Womack y' all true HILLFIGGA | |
One that' ll put the drop on ya quicker NIGGA | |
repeat | |
Verse one: Lil Fame' | |
We brought a very raw chapter from the history of slinging crack! | |
To the history of rap | |
From the history of street misery | |
The Brownsville, Brooklyn, Vietnamese | |
William and Womack, pa | |
It' s known that you get your shit blown back, pa | |
The Hill is still real, we own that, pa | |
Cock back the chrome cause you don' t clap, pa | |
What it look like, when they on the pipe? | |
Slinging the same as Fame getting cream all night | |
Gotta get my hustle on Go ' head | |
Cause I know what it be like, when you got no bread | |
When you down and out, people turn they back at you | |
Even the chicas try to disrespect the rap in you | |
I got gratitude, baby I ain' t mad at you | |
I bet you that pussy is stink as your attitude | |
Hold that down, | |
As I step off, no frown | |
Keep that pretty smile, like always | |
Some people getting fucked up in these raw days | |
But they can be left to stretch in they hallways | |
I got family from CI to B' ville | |
We fear no EVIL, bitch nigga, we real | |
Now slide Slide | |
Before I turn this conversation, into a motherfucking homicide | |
Chorus: Billy Danze Lil Fame | |
change 4th line to: William Berkuance, live Hillfigga | |
Verse two: Billy Danze | |
Now I don' t know if you remember me, it' s William Berkuance | |
From downtown swingin and slinging is no shit | |
Watch these real niggaz, move crowds | |
While you pathetic, dibetic ass niggaz ain' t allowed | |
I' m not a gangster, and I won' t lie | |
I' ve always been afraid to die | |
So when worst come to worst I' ll back my shit out first | |
I' ll feel better in an Elderado, than in a herse | |
When its TIME TO ROLL you know where them thugs at | |
First Family! , you know where my love' s at | |
Give up to my peers who survived through the Blood, Sweat, and Tears | |
Here to a hundred years | |
We won' t change or switch or aim or pitch! | |
We dedicated to dominating the same shit | |
Hollaholler! I know what I may have to do | |
You know my motto! Walk past and slash your crew | |
If I' m after you, it' s on | |
Keep your head up, cause I won' t let up till your ass is gone | |
Come on! So now you remember me | |
It' s the hellraising, gunblazing, BD | |
Chorus: first 1 2 Lil' Fame, second 1 2 Billy Danze | |
Verse three: | |
Lil' Fame: Can I hear silence? For the peops thats deceased | |
pause REST IN PEACE | |
Ya', Ya' Still with me | |
And I still keep old feel with me | |
I' m dedicated to the game | |
Whether its the streets or this rap thing, I' m gon' maintain | |
A Brooklyn nbsp? fugitive? | |
I' m the judge What?!, jury What?!, and the executioner | |
Billy Danze: I' m used to, the automatic machines | |
The heavy calibre And the bloody crime scenes | |
You know my name, I' ve been trained to flip | |
From the environment where they be firing whole clips | |
So tell your man stop flinchin | |
Stand at attention! and prepare for the lynchin | |
Firing Squad With the same tale | |
The last of the best And we saved the best for last echoes | |
beat to fade |