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Street Life M.O.P. It give me money and my food and my bills M.O.P. Street life Lyrics dem paid STREET LIFE! Now everybody calls you plus because you got shit made STREET LIFE! Nothin 2 Lose M.O.P. Every day is test so all we do is smoke weed and crack brews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose There comes a time in your life that get trife And you're forced to pay dues Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose Every Nothing 2 Lose M.O.P. HOOK: Every day is test so all we do is smoke weed and crack brews Kid I aint got Nothing 2 Lose There comes a time in your life that get trife And you're forced to pay dues Kid I aint got Nothing Lifestyles of a Ghetto Child M.O.P. [scratches by Jaz] "Lifesyles of a Ghetto Child" "Life-, li-, life-, lifestyles, lifestyles of a ghetto, "Lifestyles of a Ghetto Child" "Life-, li-, life-, lifestyles, lifestyles, of a ghetto, " Blood Sweat and Tears M.O.P. These 3 words Blood, sweat, tears Go head nigga A whole lot changed since my brother left (I can feel you baby) And since my mother's death (I can feel you baby) But as time past, I could see my life My Kinda Nigga Part II M.O.P. (IN YOUR BUSINESS) Yeah (LET THEM NIGGAS KNOW WHAT THIS IS) Lil' Fame: I send my goons at to get ya Hit ya, and take them new jacks down with ya M.O.P.: My kinda nigga! Illside of Town M.O.P. , 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 wit size Whet up the wildest survive Wack crews will see M.O.P Foundation M.O.P. the memories of Frank And sayin' to myself what the hell was he thinkin' Usage of illegal drugs and heavy drinkin' Had my old man sinkin' Now you never seen the Danze cry But the day that man died My life Way of the World M.O.P. Chorus: M.O.P.: Its the way of the world, right? (Aaaah) Billy Danze: Can't nobody change The way them thug niggaz do they thing M.O.P.: Its the way of the world, right? Anticipation M.O.P. hard "This is what you waited all year for, the hardcore" Firing Squad, firing hard [Lil Fame] I'm top of the line, realistic, get rocky never smooth [Billy Danze] Ring, ding [LF] Ring ding M.O.P What the Future Holds M.O.P. well so I pack tools I lost a lot of loved ones to these streets And lost a lot of loved ones over beef That goes to show these streets haunt ya Look what society created now, a monsta [ chorus: M.O.P Salute A G M.O.P. They can't stop the thugs, they can't stop the love of the music Tell them motherfuckers salute me Hook Billy DanzeYeah, yeah It's as rugged as you can get it nigga (IT'S) the legends of war (M.O.P.!) Born 2 Kill M.O.P. state Versus the great one seven one eight Gun slinger from Brownsville Where niggaz were born to kill [LaShonda] Yo, some chick think she saw you jump up out the jeep You said you was across the street I Luv M.O.P. to life we straight sparkin light Bring light to the darkest nights (M) Blast (O) Blast, P in your area Make a move and them cats might bury ya Now that your trapped and your fuckin with thugs Let Fly Nigga Hill Figga (Explicit) M.O.P. 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 4 Alarm Blaze M.O.P. cops get killed This is the place where paranoya Destroyin' niggas cash cases mo' try to flash they lawyers We're losin' it Four fives and knives we be movin' wit Caught up in the things that the street Cold As Ice M.O.P. ice, You're willing to sacrifice) (You're as cold as ice, You're willing to sacrifice) I'd like to welcome motherfuckers to the back of the mind of Bill See I'm for real When deliverin these M.O.P Crazy M.O.P. It's M.O.P. fo' life You never heard a nigga that spit it like Lil' Fame in your whole life I do it for the hood, I'm never loungin where the faggots at I'm one of them savage cats, these motherfuckers Brooklyn M.O.P. from the state pen It's veterans to rookies, niggaz that pop off and niggaz that's pussy But believe me dawg it ring off 'round here Now I'm from Brooklyn and I'm soldier, I'm sinister Every day of my life Down 4 Whateva M.O.P. King of the Hill That whole shit was animation, immitation When I shipped that ass on out, like immigration Ways of Emancipation, Proclamation Constitutional rights, the LAST GENERATION Your facin, M.O.P Dead & Gone (Battle Version) M.O.P. Boom Bang (that's my nigga), that's right I told you knuckle build with skil, love you after life And since your death, everythings changed The family ain't the same, shit seems strange I started beef Dead & Gone M.O.P. Firing Squad To the Death When I'm dead and gone, you won't be alone When I'm dead and gone OG Boom Bang that's my nigga, that's right I told you knuckle Bill will still love you after life And since your Ride With Us M.O.P. Firing Squad assassins) Ghetto blastin Operation ran by your man toucan dance for thug fashion (Criminal passion) Top of the line It's unneccessary, buries, but we still manage to shine (Take a life Move Something M.O.P. You'll be found with your neck in a noose stripped for you life, hung form ?scratch? Billy Danze: Now if I step up in your chest (Give you cardiac arrest!) Forever And Always M.O.P. sittin in gunplay (Forever and always) perfectin the grind While tryin to become one of those expected to shine And that's a small percentage, it's vintage For niggas to get into some shit, that have life-threatening Cold World M.O.P. Yeah (First Fam, nigga, for life) Motherfucker. Aiyo, come on son. *talkin fades* Stick To Ya Gunz M.O.P. droppin' men Five minutes later some nigga was sprawled out on Hopkinson That's why this downtown swinga Ruckus bringa be packin' bangers That make your whole shit out of clothes hangers It's only one life Bang Time M.O.P. lil' fame is a marxmen I'm the son of sonny carson I wash dirty cats through hood laundromats, where they lost at Go home or go hard yeah this is real life warrior shit These other rap dudes corny Salute M.O.P. M.O.P. in the house kid BLAU! You knowhatimsayin, check this out Lil Fame's a trigga nigga Billy Danze a trigga nigga Aight? Firing Squad M.O.P. flinch All F A T emcees lay the bench You rock jewels, we just cruise on your maggot ass Now make a move and we'll squeeze tools at your faggot ass Now, guess who's, back in the place, "kid I missed M.O.P