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