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Song title: M.o.p. - My Nigga Hillfigga

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Im gonna let these motherfuckers know something.

Chorus: lil fame (billy danze)

We happen to be, them live niggaz
(dont try) niggaz
Do or die niggaz
Fizzy womack, yall, true hillfigga
One thatll 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
Its known that you get your shit blown back, pa
The hill is still real, we own that, pa
(cock back the chrome) cause you dont 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 aint 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 bville
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 dont know if you remember me, its (william berkuance)
From downtown swingin and slinging is no shit
Watch these real niggaz, move crowds
While you pathetic, dibetic ass niggaz aint allowed
Im not a gangster, and I wont lie
Ive always been afraid to die
(so when worst come to worst) Ill back my shit out first
Ill 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 loves at
Give up to my peers who survived through the blood, sweat, and tears
Here to a hundred years
We wont 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 Im after you, its on
Keep your head up, cause I wont let up till your ass is gone
(come on!) so now you remember me
Its 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
Im dedicated to the game
Whether its the streets or this rap thing, Im gon maintain
A brooklyn ? fugitive?
Im the judge(what? !), jury (what? !), and the executioner

Billy danze: Im used to, the automatic machines
(the heavy calibre) and the bloody crime scenes
You know my name, Ive 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*