Way Of The World Lyrics - Singles - M.o.p.

Aaaah. Fuck it, Fuck you, Come on! Ah 

Chorus: 

M.O.P.: Its the way of the world, right? (Aaaah) 

Billy Danze: Can't nobody change 

The way them thug niggaz do they thing 

M.O.P.: Its the way of the world, right?(Huhhh) 

Billy Danze: Can't nobody change 

The way em real niggaz play the game 

*repeat* 

Verse One: Billy Danze 

Yo I grew up on an ill path (St. ?) 

Posted up on the hill with the real Homicide Staff 

Never the type to screw ya 

Just the type to pursue ya, step to ya and do ya(Boo-yea) 

It's a hundred situations ampin me 

The block (hot) cop a (top shots) at your whole fucking family 

(Sup, Billy Danze?) True (Clap, clap) Who the fuck are you? 

(Clap, clap) What the fuck you wanna do? (Fuck you) 

I been caught in a deathrap twice, managed to slip through it 

Wacked four niggaz, and I still gotta do it 

(Hell ya) You know the street game 

Welcome new players to these homicide layers to be slain 

Look both ways before you cross a nigga 

Decent families have lost a nigga, that came across a nigga 

He knew wasn't havin shit 

He seen him lick off and kickoff a whole fucking click 

(Whole fuckin click, Premeditaion) On a daily basis 

And nickel M and M's may be pressed against your faces 

Nobody cares if your mother cry 

They don't a FUCK if your brother die 

(Don't give a fuck about you) 

Chorus 

Verse Two: Lil' Fame *rapping to the baseline* 

These motherfuckers wanna stop me, it ain't hard to count 

But it'll be a cold day in hell 

I would never change, my style or my profile 

Or the way I put myself down (cha down) *main beat resumes* 

Why do fuckers, motherfuckers 

Wanna fuck around with this livest shit? 

Chrome 44's, soul survivalers (Unstoppable!) 

Got a crew to drop a crew, remarkable 

The infinite, fizzy wo magnificent 

I know ya wanna see me dead 

Sprawled out with some thick red shit leaking from my head 

Hollerin: rest in peace, making money off my rap songs 

Callin it the best of M.O.P. (Motherfucker!) 

Fuck that! I send the goons out to get ya 

Hit ya, and take them knew jacks down wit ya 

LEAVE EM DEAD STINKIN 

And put your brains on the outside 

To the let the world see the sheisty shit you was thinkin 

This nigga can't change(Nah) 

This nigga can't rearrange(Nah) 

The way a thug do his thing (Yeah) 

Never let em get the best of me 

I put the metal to your temple 

And catch the next plane to the West Indies 

(Fly, baby) Nigga,(Motherfuckers)! (Fly, nigga) 

I wan't y'all niggaz to undestand one motherfuckin thing 

This M.O.P. shit is for real, nigga 

Y'all motherfuckers better recognize 

Lil' Fame over chorus: 

First Family, nigga. There's a concept behing that shit 

We your family in the first motherfuckin place 

To all y'all new motherfuckers, find somebody, nigga 

Get the fuck out my face. Salute to all my true niggaz 

Made you for life, nigga 

(That's real nigga. Never stop, never stop, never quit.)