(feat. M.O.P.)



[M.O.P Intro]

Hahahahahaaa

Yeah Nigga

Whoo..

The Smoke of New York

Get up, Come On!

Ah!



[50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus]

There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you

Some say your soul may burn in the flame.. (whoooooo)

So front if you want to, but niggaz who murk you (come on)

Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave..

You a rider right, that ride tonight (come on)

Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. (come on)

Nigga cock the steal, this is kill or be killed (come on)

Nigga shit is real in the field..



[Billy Danze Verse]

Whats the procedures nigga, when you got a hammer in your mouth

When you laid down and cry, when you stand up and die

Like the man that i am, Fireeeeee!!

Yes Yes, give um the whole thang

Im a legend in the town, Nowww

Since your all gangstered up lets get the fuck down

Big Bill dancin' im reppin' for Buck town

Nigga see me dummin' im comin' clutchin' the pound

Dont worry about my whereabouts

We air um out, clear um out, Yes Yes

The pressure's on now, you need to get your hammers up

Th-th-th-th-th thats what's up

You too tough nigga, you dun rap it up

Brownsville, cl-cl-cl-cl-cl Clap it up!

Fif put in the call..

We ready to brawl with everyone of you or, Yes Yes



[50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus]

There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you

Some say your soul may burn in the flame.. (uh)

So front if you want to (uh huh), but niggaz who murk you

Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave.. (yes)

You a rider right, that ride tonight

Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. (right)

Nigga cock the steal (uh huh), this is kill or be killed (brrrrrrrr!!)

Nigga shit is real in the field..



[Lil Fame Verse]

You got these young niggaz hollerin "Murderer!!"

Copper chops on my block like, blaka blaka blaka

Niggaz dont give a fuck..

I seen a nigga shoot my mom'z, right in front of my motherfuckin' face

See in the 'ville, aint such a thing as a straight bullet

When your index finger on the trigger and you pull it

Slugs aint never outta season (uh huh)..

All you gotta do is give a motherfucker one reason (Uhh!)

Blood stains on the ceilin'..

Same place he stood, thats what they leave um

Dont black it out, lets just squeez'in off with your gun (uh huh)

Cuz you gon' get your punk ass robbed with the young

You know the drill..

I'ma give your ass 3 seconds to bounce and you better not ??chark??

1.... Fuck that... [3 gunshots].. Ah bitch!.. Rest in bits!



[50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus]

There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you

Some say your soul may burn in the flame..

So front if you want to (uh huh), but niggaz who murk you

Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave..

You a rider right, that ride tonight

Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight..

Nigga cock the steal (uh huh), this is kill or be killed

Nigga shit is real in the field..