M.o.p. - Fly Nigga Hill Figga Lyrics
"I'm gonna let these mother*****ers know something."Chorus: Lil' Fame (Billy Danze)We happen to be them LIVE NIGGAZ(Don't try) NIGGAZDo or DIE NIGGAZFizzy Womack y'all true HILLFIGGAOne 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 rapFrom the history of street miseryThe Brownsville, Brooklyn, Vietnamese(William and) Womack, paIt's known that you get your shit blown back, paThe Hill is still real, we own that, pa(***** back the chrome) cause you don't clap, paWhat it look like, when they on the pipe?Slinging the same as Fame getting cream all night(Gotta get my hustle on) Go 'headCause I know what it be like, when you got no breadWhen you down and out, people turn they back at youEven the chicas try to disrespect the rap in youI got gratitude, baby I ain't mad at youI bet you that ***** is stink as your attitudeHold that down,As I step off, no frownKeep that pretty smile, like alwaysSome people getting *****ed up in these raw daysBut they can be left to stretch in they hallwaysI got family from CI to B'villeWe fear no EVIL, ***** nigga, we real(Now slide) SlideBefore I turn this conversation, into a mother*****ing homicideChorus: Billy Danze (Lil Fame)*change 4th line to: William Berkuance, live (Hillfigga)*Verse two: Billy DanzeNow I don't know if you remember me, it's (William Berkuance)From downtown swingin and slinging is no shitWatch these real niggaz, move crowdsWhile you pathetic, dibetic ass niggaz ain't allowedI'm not a gangster, and I won't lieI've always been afraid to die(So when worst come to worst) I'll back my shit out firstI'll feel better in an Elderado, than in a herseWhen its TIME TO ROLL you know where them thugs at(First Family!) , you know where my love's atGive up to my peers who survived through the Blood, Sweat, and TearsHere to a hundred yearsWe won't change or switch or aim or pitch!We dedicated to dominating the same shitHolla-holler! I know what I may have to do(You know my motto!) Walk past and slash your crewIf I'm after you, it's onKeep your head up, cause I won't let up till your ass is gone(Come on!) So now you remember meIt's the hell-raising, gun-blazing, BDChorus: *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 PEACEYa', (Ya') Still with meAnd I still keep old feel with meI'm dedicated to the gameWhether its the streets or this rap thing, I'm gon' maintainA Brooklyn ?fugitive?I'm the judge(What?!), jury (What?!), and the executionerBilly Danze: I'm used to, the automatic machines(The heavy calibre) And the bloody crime scenesYou know my name, I've been trained to flipFrom the environment where they be firing whole clipsSo tell your man stop flinchinStand 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*
