Fly Nigga Hill Figga Lyrics
| Song | Fly Nigga Hill Figga |
| Artist | M.O.P. |
| Album | First Family 4 Life |
| Download | 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 |
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