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M.O.P.

Facing Off

  hip-hop  rap  hardcore rap  hip hop  new york
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Текст песни M.O.P. - Facing Off

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Come on, come onRap dudes, let`s rapRap dudesYeah, (laughing)Yeah, come on motherfuckaYea I gave ya a hour niggaBut now I want my shit backBring it to ya assFizzy Wo Mack, L.A.I`m a continue to bring it to ya assMotherfucka[Lil Fame]Welcome me back bitch nigga, it`s the rapper dude (Slash)No actor dude (Brownsville), snap a dudeYou listen to gun shots pop, it`s murder capitolWe all for one boy, where them young boys clappin youAnd thugs hold the fort down tight, they bust back at youAnother nigga drop, tryin to stop drug traffic dudeB-Boy`s employed decoys, just to trap a foolAny and every individual, this can happen tooWe move on niggas, rip two`s on niggasCuz ain`t no tellin what them fellas aboutI remain in the cut, comprehendin ya doubtsBack up off me, soft me, spit ten then I`m outSilly motherfuckas gettin carried awayBut they fuck around with Fame and get carried awayCuz I`m a nigga of the Earth, nigga of SeaNigga of the Sky, the Fire, M.O.P.I`m a front big willie, like I`m runnin this gameWhat I can play, Lil Fame like a mothafuckaSay why ya rollin, I`m patrolin, man god on steelWho the fuck you think you are nigga? Ron O`Neal? (fuck outta here)All I really need is respect, that`s what I`m mention for (bitch)What you inchin for (clack clack), what ya flinchin fo?And when it jump off don`t ask did he knowBecause he knows who the fuck I am, Fizzy WoeMagnificent, baby[beat changes]Firing SquadOne of a kind nigga, top of the line niggas, divine niggas IllestMy niggasYou know my steez nigga, you know my steezM.O.P., Fizzy Woe[Billy Danze]Yo I`m a Brownsville native junior, I`m talkin born and raisedThat`s where we learn to let the pistol spark bark and blaze(First Family) Suffer for days (come on)And we inheritin them criminal waysI survive with a fist full of hopes and dreamsAnd a hand full of niggas that I call upon teamBy the time I was thirteen (thirteen)I got myself a 318 and startin makin moves babyIt`s like I told ya boy, my environment put me on front line(Soldier Boy) Rapid fire the greatest of all timeWe `em dance, waitin for Shaq to get back (welcome home my nigga)I done made plans - 96% of this world don`t know I exist;that`s why my point is gettin missedI walks with my brother Mike Sone, as I stroll thru the ghettoAnd the sun is like the wind beneath my wings like zeros[Laughing]NiggaHa ha*several alarms heard*

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