[Intro]
  Ah here we go, here we go
  I gotta go (ahahahaha)
  Ehh, you motherfuckers (arhd)
  Ehh, I just gotta dig on
  Play my track
  
  
  Teflon]
  Aha
  City All
  Yeah (oww)
  4 life
  Life, uh
  
  [Chorus: Teflon]
  Ayo, it's all live nigga
  But it's allright, one fine, fo' fine nigga
  But it's all tight (gimme that!)
  Where you from nigga? (that's right)
  Make it real clear (clear!)
  The ville (ville!) (that's right)
  Here (Hell yeah!)
  We still here
  
  [Teflon]
  Another year scratchin'
  But this time around, Loud that got down with the action
  Nigga, y'all know what's happenin'
  We full grown nigga
  What you call Hell, we call home
  So pack your fuckin' bags and move on nigga
  Hostile takeover, still got the camp time
  Lock and let this deal pop
  I..take your place soldier
  Nine years frontin', been a long time comin'
  And you can bet your sweet ass to comin' from all my cousins
  I'm a Brownsville slugger with a pound's where I slug ya
  And them hounds will mug ya but the town still love ya
  (Fi-Ayaaah!) get yours
  Get raw, get pissed off
  We trained them up to the big door
  Train hard to get your cabin twist off
  This tough law baby
  But you still got to learn how to bust laws crazy
  On a hilltop but you still got some rough dogs baby
  It's all fundamental to hold guns and blow guns is a sin too
  Welcome to Brownsville
  
  [Chorus with variations]
  
  [Lil Fame]
  Whatever, whatever nigga
  I grip it, cock it
  Pop, pop, pop, pop it til your blood run
  Hear the flood come now!
  You niggaz just called amnesia
  I should grap this fuckin' bat and beat your ass into a seizure
  
  [Teflon]
  Let 'em know who's real son
  This ain't no luggage tight trippin'
  M.O.P. first fam, slip the clippin' right
  
  [Lil Fame]
  Heat up your chest and mind
  Show your people flesh and blood
  When I join the gun orgie with this forty-edged doe (OHH!)
  I put it down with my niggaz from the dungeon
  Since the day the pigeon coohs Kelly caught your free lunches
  We hit the industry and straight send it for the hill
  Ain't nothin' worse I spit it
  Bitch I did it for the Ville (C'MON!)
  I'm from B-R-O-W-N-S-V-I-double L-E
  What the fuck you gon' tell me?
  This is the place where M.O.P. foundation was built
  And some of the illest killaz was killed
  
  [Chorus w/ variations]
  
  [Billy Danze]
  Nigga, you fuckin' witcha man the Danze now!
  (SHOULD YOU BE ALARMED?!!) should you be alarmed?
  You betta grease your palms, you betta grip your arms
  And step lightly, I pop shots from both so don't intize me
  It's the RETURN of the realest niggaz M.O.P. (FIRST FAMILY!)
  Some of the world's illest niggaz
  Guerilla niggaz with all intention to win
  All intention to sin
  It's on a pop and again nigga (Man, fuck M.O.P!)
  Whoa Flip, he's just playin'
  It's time for you's the man
  Don't understand what he is sayin'
  Maybe he don't see Manna P logo for they post it
  Maybe he didn't know Shaq was back in double toasted
  Ready to smoke shit (THE OL' BK WAY!)
  We gentlemen tell em all goddamn day
  Say what you wanna say about it but don't doubt it
  I fill your face from eleven knocks, holes through the back