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7-1-8 Brownsville what the fuck you want niggaz? |
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New York you ready for this shit? I don't think so motherfucker |
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Yeah!! M., O., P.!! For life!! |
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Radio.. niggaz never play us!! |
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(FiYAHHHH!!!) |
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[Billy Danze] |
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Yeah, First Family, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh.. |
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Direct from the concrete jungle troops (First Family!) |
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Survivors of the struggle Duke |
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Don't be handin me them bullshit, soldier stories I make noise |
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You fuckin with the original Backstreet Boys |
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(Billy) that's the nigga name, he been trained |
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to duck coppertops when you poppin them thangs |
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He's a sinner with no shame, he's addicted to the pain |
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He's restricted from the games, he's for real |
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{*clapping* "We love you Billy!"} You've been missin the man |
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Get ready for the unlimited edition of Danze |
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(Raise him) the most highest |
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He's stuck on the street like car tires, First Family |
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(What y'all niggaz wanna try us?) Down in Brooklyn |
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til his motherfuckin life expire |
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Listen this world revolves around, niggaz that rob |
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and steal and deal and, kill for thrills and |
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how could you refuse the Danze? |
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(It's hard to confuse the Danze) He's a very unusual man |
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With or without a plan, to outshine those that shine |
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Just gimme mine, you understand? |
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[Chorus: M.O.P.] |
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[Fame] Yo, it's the legendary M.O.P. |
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We put it down everywhere we go, but you don't hear me though |
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Calm down! (Get back!) |
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Calm, down! (Get, back!) |
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[Bill] And we have the constitutional rights |
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to bear arms and flare arms, whenever we fear harm |
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So; calm down! (Get back!) |
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Calm, down! (Get, back!) |
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[Lil' Fame] |
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Fizzy Wo-magnificent (ROCK, ROCK ON) |
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You dead wrong, to think I got caught in the storm |
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I got cats like you wild, you mad |
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I put it down slick as Nu-Nile, without a doo-rag |
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Look - y'all niggaz is bitch-made, switchblades |
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Walkin 'round like you paid, heart pump Kool-Aid |
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BA-BUMP, your heart thump low, fluid pumps low |
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You ain't a cowboy, sit down, play the hump hoe |
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(EASE BACK!) Fall, back |
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See this nine M-double? All, black |
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Everybody's a killer; y'all, wack |
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Here's a clip full you can have all, that |
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In fact hold this instead, cause I wrap |
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aluminum bats around niggaz heads |
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YOU SEE IT! Brooklyn you heard? |
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I yapped the gold cross off John Paul the 3rd |
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Y'all niggaz act like y'all came here to shoot |
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I kick ALL Y'ALL ass, with the same pair of boots |
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Witness the game unfurl, don't be another |
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(REJECT) fuck around and get (EJECT) from the world |
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[Chorus: M.O.P.] |
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[Bill] It's the legendary M.O.P. |
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We put it down everywhere we go, but you don't hear me though |
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Calm down! (Get back!) |
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Calm, down! (Get, back!) |
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[Fame] Cause we have the constitutional rights |
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to bear arms to flare arms, whenever we fear harm |
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So; calm down! (Get back!) |
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Calm, down! (Get, back!) |