M.O.P. Lyrics

Album: Firing Squad

Brownsville Lyrics

Brownsville's the place where crews seem the livest

Cops get knocked down body counts' only rising

Them streets look - Full to ya!

Villains look - Poor to ya!

Them niggas'll - Slaughter ya!

For your goose Nautica

You got jewels? Stash 'em son

Cause there's a thousand niggas broke

And we all got guns!

And you know what that means