Текст песни Funkmaster Flex f Busta Rhymes, M.O.P., - The Mix Tape Volume IV: 60 Minutes of Fu
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[Busta Ryhmes]Attention please, attention please!!This shit here feels like a whole entire WORLD collapsed!Motherfuckerrrrrrrrrr! Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah) yeah!Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)Buck (buck) buck (buck) buck (buck) buck (buck) buckBusta Rhymes now, M.O.P. nowWhat you want now? (What you want now?)What you want now? (What you want now?)What you want now? (What you want now?)What you want now?(What you want want want want want want BUCK BUCK)ANTE UP!! No, cut that fool!They want to act stupid gun-butt that foolWhen I cock that tool, nigga run your damn jewels`fore we fuck around and lay you up in your own blood pool, niggaHunt you down nigga, run your ass downUnleash the hounds til them niggaz`ll gun your ass down (STOP IT)You frontin like this was a thing of the pastWith tattoos over the scars a nigga left on your ass!My niggaz think lopsided, bust they gat cross-sidedIn the subways they rob trains runnin along-side it!(BUCK BUCK) See motherfucker we don`t play with that shitAnd if you want your shit back you had to PAY for that shit!You little costume niggaz, Romper-Room niggazGet you in the night or early in the afternoon niggazWe takin your whole shit WHILE WE PASS THROUGHEven the shirt off your back, nigga RUN THAT TOO[Remi Martin]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahI catch you backstage, give me the keys to the EscaladeYou think you cute hoe? Take off them Gucci shadesI get my dogs to do you dirty, they all seven-thirtyRock a ski-mask, whether it`s June or FebruaryI take your show money (OHH!) take your `dro money (OHH!)Yo yap that fool, cause I don`t know money!For my peeps that hate slow money; I put them in the industryso they can come and take - all your money {*brief sample of "It`s So Hard"*}Wish I could bring Pun back(BLAOW!) Bitch, run that! {*beat returns to "Ante Up*}(BLAOW!) Bitch, run that! (BLAOW!) Bitch, run that!So keep actin like you don`t know where the funds atAnd I`ma show y`all motherfuckers where the guns atANTE UP!! Yo yap that bitchShe try to spaz out then smack that bitchHoe you don`t be rhymin, you still memorizinRemi want them God damn diamonds (HUH!!!)[Chorus: M.O.P.]ANTE UP!! Yap that fool!ANTE UP!! Kidnap that fool!It`s the perfect timin, you see the man shininGet up off them God damn diamonds (HUH!!!)ANTE UP!! Yap that fool!ANTE UP!! Kidnap that fool!Get him (get him) get him, hit him (hit him) hit himYap him (ZAP HIM) yap him (ZAP HIM)[M.O.P.] ANTE UP!! Yap that fool![Teph`] Fuck hip-hop, rip pockets, snatch jewels![M.O.P.] ANTE UP!![Tephlon]What? My whole family nutsRun up yo` stash house, tie granny upMake you strip butt-nakedYoung buck got struck with the gun butt (for what?)For tryin to tuck the necklaceI`m young hungry armed and recklessOn the streets with a death wishDon`t hide when you see me, I`m on the guestlist[M.O.P.] ANTE UP!![Lil` Fame]Show no mercy; B.K., nigga, thirsty thirstyWe bang hollows, you misrepresentinthe game motherfucker you lame and your chain hollowHit him (hit him) hit him, flash the techYap your chain, smash the lens in your specsListen.. it`s, Lil` Fame right?With that Brownsville mentality to Shanghai[Billy Danze]Hey yo I`m firin out a coppertop city, with a whole empireA clip full of blue-tips and a hand full of FIYAHH!Eat deep dirt nigga (YEP)It`s Berk` I put in work until it hurt nigga (STEP)Easy out the truck punk, `fore I leave your ass leakinI`ma bang til the springs in this thang start squeakin