M.O.P.

Intro (sampled): Calling the police, calling the g men Calling all americans to war on the underworld All i need is money, and i'm getting that money tonight Verse one: lil' fame Let's take a slide through the ill side of town with this b-boy Watch o

Yeah! Yeah! Go nigga, raise hell! Yeah! Yeah! Raise hell! Yeah! Yeah! Go nigga, raise hell! [Verse One: Lil' Fame] The new single, kid get your shit mixed Catch this new slug from the M.O.P. hitlist It's thorough for the cars, for the clubs, for the

featuring Teflon and Jay Z Lil' Fame: Seventy five Raised on a strip called here brotha hill Where guns pop and cops get killed This is the place where paranoya Destroyin' niggas cash cases mo' try to flash they lawyers We're losin' it Four fives and

[ti:Foundation] [ar:Unique] [al:] [00:02.50]Unique - Foundation [00:03.27] [00:14.43]Feels like I just bought a million dollar home on the beach [00:18.60]And a wave just came and washed it away [00:21.53]Feels like I just bought a Maybach with cream

The hood won t stop Nigger you ain t official So I suggest to get low Legendary MOP We merge from death . To spit like any other nigger . This is my spit music . I still manage to shine Still standing on the line Keep my mind on the money And my mone

"World... world... world... world..." Whattup? Aight? Whattup whattup whattup niggy? It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherfuckin house?) NO QUESTION! *repeat 2X* It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) doin our thang

CHORUS: M.O.P. This is, ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare Prepare, get on your post and stand clear If you start it, defend it, start it, we'll end it We're highly recommended, listen, this is Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare Prepare, get on you

Who said life was an easy road A lot of people can't even bear my load Hustle everyday when we touch the road Yo mi just can't leave the streets Street life It give me money and my food and my bills dem paid Street life Now everybody calls you boss b

[lil fame] Take minks off! take things off! Take chains off! take rings off! Braclets is yapped, fame came off! [ante up!] everything off! Fool what you want, we stiflin fools Fool what you want? your life or your jewels? The rules, [back 'em down],

Fate has always One might say Driven me From place to place Love on the stage Love on the stage Up and carried Me away I have pursued my dream All across the sky All across the soil And left my joyous town When I was young I watched it from my door W

CHORUS 2X: Firing Squad Aint no tellin what they might do Firing Squad Yo them niggas will invite you Firing Squad To the battlefields so they can wipe you Firing Squad That's them niggas that don't like you [Billy Danze] Everybody hit the floor, "aw

Yo! C'mon, c'mon (Fame) It's the M, dot O, dot P, ohh! (Will) M, dot O, dot P, ohh! (both) M, dot O, dot P FIYAH! FIYAH! (Chorus One: M.O.P.) (Fame) Now, fill yo' cups up (PUT IT IN THE AIR) Lift yo' drinks up and (PUT IT IN THE AIR) Get your hand da