when death becomes you
m.o.p.
there's nowhere to run to
some say you soul may burn in the flame
can front if you want too
will come to your tombstone and piss on your grave
nigga you gone ride or you gone die tonight
nigga shit is real in the field
what's the procedures nigga
when you got a hammer in your mouth?
will you lay down and cry? will you stand up and die?
since your all gangstad up let's get the fuck down
big bill danz and i'm reppin for buck town
i'm coming clutching the pound
don't worry bout my whereabouts
we air 'em out clear 'em out
you need to get your hammers out
we ready to brawl with every one of you all
you got these young niggaz hollering'
i seen a nigga shoot my moms
right in front of my motherfucking face
see in the 'ville' ain't no such thing as a stray bullet
when your index finger on the trigger and you pull it
slugs ain't never out of season
all you gotta do is give a motherfucker one reason
blood stains on the cement
that's were you leave em'
and don't back it out unless your squeezing off with your gun
cause you gone get your punk ass robbed for your gun
i'm a give your ass 3 seconds to bounce