M.O.P. got Renegaded on this
Let's take a slide through the ill side of town with this B-Boy
Watch out for Jake, snakes and decoys
The streets keep you p-noid
Everyday's a new game, we do thangs for new thangs
This kid got stopped for like three G's and two chains
Yo, I know about these streets I was raised in
In my crib I heard villians outside blazin
Mad shots was poppin and, I see visions of droppin men
Five minutes later some nikka was sprawled out on Hopkinson
That's why this +Downtown Swinga+
Ruckus bringa be
packin bangers
that make your whole shyt out of clothes hangers
It's only one life to give in, get in where ya fit in
The fo'-fo' will cold push ya shyt in
So keep ya gun breezed for fukkin with these New York Desperadoes
We'll bust open your head like avo
cadoes
Heavy artillery in my facility
For you snake ass ones I stick to my gunz
i don't think so.