lirik lagu m o p - roll call
[intro]
in the year 2000…
{m-o-p} still bangin
{firing squad!}
{the last generation…}
hey, hey, hey, hey
all right let me brake it down one for time for you
you motherf-ckers
yo primo hold me down son, ’cause we ain’t playin no motherf-ckin games
[lil’ fame]
f-ck the east coast, this is n.y., n.y.
n-i-n-e, make n-gg-s m-i-a
and i spray a, it’s fizzy womack truck
b-tch don’t get in my way
f-ck the jail faces, i leave your body for the homicide to trace
fight along with the sh-ll aces
holler if you hear me
i turn your head into a skeleton skull
and leave it hollow if you hear me
i keep it funky, understand me son
i rock my timb’s untied, i don’t plan to run
n-gg-s see lil’ fame creep thru the back street
with my aluminum -ss whoopa in the back-seat
what the f-ck is this? your van damme flick, that’s cute
but i’m hear to f-ck up your day do
yes (yes) yes (yes) yo
i step to my backwood to brown face and start clippin
[chorus: m.o.p. & teflon]
international, bell ringer, ruckus bringer
downtown swinga, ss thousand, my index finger
we here with the whole squad, first family empire
fizzy womack (clack-clack) reportin for roll call
international, bell ringer, ruckus bringer
downtown swinga, ss thousand, my index finger
we here with the whole squad, first family empire
bert dog (bucka-blaow) reportin for roll call
[billy danze]
yo, what if i leave you, will you stand?
b-i-double l-y-d-a-n-z-e (danze)
back with a vengeance, listen mr. simmer
before i throw copper tops through the back of your skimmer
y’all n-gg-s remember, 1-9-9-3 (m-o-p) what it’s goin be
just make it loud and clear
come here n-gg-, i can’t hear n-gg-
i’m deaf in one ear n-gg- (yeah n-gg-)
you cowards are pathetic, if you wonderin if i’m sympathetic
don’t bet it, you should give me a little credit
i grew up where it’s equivalent to none (none)
wit blood in my palm (palm), i walk wit my arms (arms)
h-llerin marksmen (uh-huh), in the dark and the punks sparkin & barkin
at ease soldier, it’s the untouchable type, that you like
we burn pipes, it’s over
[chorus]
[lil’ fame]
i rip ya body on a nagamichi system
n-gg- feel me, i want my goons
straight b-mpin the tunes of makaveli
headed to queens kid, b-mpin some mean sh-t
b-mps thumps on the side of me, smokin some green sh-t
(first faaaaaaam) feel the premonition son
we heavy metal, what’s your love? (ghetto prisoners)
racka (bung-bung) racka (bung-bung) rrrrrrrrrrrrracka, motherf-cker
[billy danze]
aiyo we live by the code of the streets
move wit our peeps
since it’s hard to eat, we hardly sleep
i put my life on the line every step of the way
it’s for a good cause (for you and yours) of course
okay, now that we establish that
n-gg- where the f-ck that money at
i know you got it, and i want it jack
just give me half of that
take the other half and get yourself another pack
and i’ll be back for that
[chorus]
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