Down 4 Whateva Lyrics
| Song | Down 4 Whateva |
| Artist | M.O.P. |
| Album | First Family 4 Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Credle, Nuttin' Nyce | |
| Brooklyn! uh, yeah! now, check this shit out | |
| Verse one：o.c. | |
| Now check this motherfucking capo right here | |
| Mash out posse slash o.c. come together like a glock and a clip | |
| We gon' jam when its time to blast! | |
| Big niggaz that rap, we bout to get in your ass | |
| We done played the background, ay-yo all my peops | |
| I'm naming names, fuck it, it's on | |
| I'm taking it back to some brooklyn shit | |
| With this ten-man clique | |
| Who don't know how to act, lookin for some niggaz to hit | |
| And if you ever think it can't happen to you | |
| You might just end up in the east river with some bale-ass shoes | |
| I ain't playin no more, i'm gonna bring it to your ass raw | |
| I flipped the word around, nigga, this means war | |
| Yo, fuck that, brooklyn's on the map forever | |
| To billy and fame, i hope you niggaz down for whatever | |
| With mike, go get the guns when its time to shoot | |
| To brooklyn i give a 21-gun salute | |
| (come on) | |
| Chorus: | |
| Flatbush *cut and scratched* | |
| ,crown heights-- "thought i'd remind y'all" | |
| Brownsville *cut and scratched* (firing squad) | |
| "thought i'd remind y'all" *scratching* | |
| Bushwick *cut and scratched* "(see i) thought i'd remind y'all" | |
| ?? *cut and scratched* | |
| ,east new york-- "thought i'd remind y'all" | |
| Verse two: lil' fame | |
| I used to roll 'em, this is a holdup | |
| Make em roll up, come up out your clothes and get your whole shit swole | |
| Up | |
| This game ain't changed cause i became a rapping dude | |
| I'm still a black cat, quick, and straight clapping dude | |
| (try to act rude) play the mascott | |
| With your clown ass ways, these days, look what your ass got | |
| Clap, shot the body, i'm keeping it real | |
| That cartoon ass nigga thought he was king of the hill | |
| That whole shit was animation, immitation | |
| When i shipped that ass on out, like immigration | |
| Ways of emancipation, proclamation | |
| Constitutional rights, the last generation | |
| Your facin, m.o.p., o.g.'s | |
| Flippin this track with o.c. | |
| Niggaz know we, hold this shit down for brooklyn, nigga! | |
| Where guns spark and leave them things smoking, nigga! | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse three: billy danze | |
| Hot damn! danze shot your head | |
| Full cooperation, i'm taking donations, ante up the bread | |
| (clap, clap!) you got that fat while we were gone | |
| So the balance that i wrote like ???, we're taking on | |
| Put the rest of that shit in the bag | |
| I would tear your ass to pieces, so you please don't make me mad | |
| (here we go again!) you ain't known, i control my destiny | |
| I only got love for the thugs that's next to me | |
| (who that?) berkuance, soldier, i'm ill | |
| *pause* i told ya, i'm real! | |
| And i've been doing a double danly | |
| Everyone ?from my crew is sayin? (daddy, don't fail me) | |
| Hold on, the way that i jettin my foes may never be even | |
| I'm one of them dudes that niggaz refuse to believe in | |
| (life is full of obstacles!) so keep weeping | |
| (at 24-years old) my only goal is too keep breathing | |
| *scratching* --brooklyn-- "thought i'd remind y'all" |
| zuo qu : Credle, Nuttin' Nyce | |
| Brooklyn! uh, yeah! now, check this shit out | |
| Verse one: o. c. | |
| Now check this motherfucking capo right here | |
| Mash out posse slash o. c. come together like a glock and a clip | |
| We gon' jam when its time to blast! | |
| Big niggaz that rap, we bout to get in your ass | |
| We done played the background, ayyo all my peops | |
| I' m naming names, fuck it, it' s on | |
| I' m taking it back to some brooklyn shit | |
| With this tenman clique | |
| Who don' t know how to act, lookin for some niggaz to hit | |
| And if you ever think it can' t happen to you | |
| You might just end up in the east river with some baleass shoes | |
| I ain' t playin no more, i' m gonna bring it to your ass raw | |
| I flipped the word around, nigga, this means war | |
| Yo, fuck that, brooklyn' s on the map forever | |
| To billy and fame, i hope you niggaz down for whatever | |
| With mike, go get the guns when its time to shoot | |
| To brooklyn i give a 21gun salute | |
| come on | |
| Chorus: | |
| Flatbush cut and scratched | |
| , crown heights " thought i' d remind y' all" | |
| Brownsville cut and scratched firing squad | |
| " thought i' d remind y' all" scratching | |
| Bushwick cut and scratched " see i thought i' d remind y' all" | |
| ?? cut and scratched | |
| , east new york " thought i' d remind y' all" | |
| Verse two: lil' fame | |
| I used to roll ' em, this is a holdup | |
| Make em roll up, come up out your clothes and get your whole shit swole | |
| Up | |
| This game ain' t changed cause i became a rapping dude | |
| I' m still a black cat, quick, and straight clapping dude | |
| try to act rude play the mascott | |
| With your clown ass ways, these days, look what your ass got | |
| Clap, shot the body, i' m keeping it real | |
| That cartoon ass nigga thought he was king of the hill | |
| That whole shit was animation, immitation | |
| When i shipped that ass on out, like immigration | |
| Ways of emancipation, proclamation | |
| Constitutional rights, the last generation | |
| Your facin, m. o. p., o. g.' s | |
| Flippin this track with o. c. | |
| Niggaz know we, hold this shit down for brooklyn, nigga! | |
| Where guns spark and leave them things smoking, nigga! | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse three: billy danze | |
| Hot damn! danze shot your head | |
| Full cooperation, i' m taking donations, ante up the bread | |
| clap, clap! you got that fat while we were gone | |
| So the balance that i wrote like ???, we' re taking on | |
| Put the rest of that shit in the bag | |
| I would tear your ass to pieces, so you please don' t make me mad | |
| here we go again! you ain' t known, i control my destiny | |
| I only got love for the thugs that' s next to me | |
| who that? berkuance, soldier, i' m ill | |
| pause i told ya, i' m real! | |
| And i' ve been doing a double danly | |
| Everyone ? from my crew is sayin? daddy, don' t fail me | |
| Hold on, the way that i jettin my foes may never be even | |
| I' m one of them dudes that niggaz refuse to believe in | |
| life is full of obstacles! so keep weeping | |
| at 24years old my only goal is too keep breathing | |
| scratching brooklyn " thought i' d remind y' all" |
| zuò qǔ : Credle, Nuttin' Nyce | |
| Brooklyn! uh, yeah! now, check this shit out | |
| Verse one: o. c. | |
| Now check this motherfucking capo right here | |
| Mash out posse slash o. c. come together like a glock and a clip | |
| We gon' jam when its time to blast! | |
| Big niggaz that rap, we bout to get in your ass | |
| We done played the background, ayyo all my peops | |
| I' m naming names, fuck it, it' s on | |
| I' m taking it back to some brooklyn shit | |
| With this tenman clique | |
| Who don' t know how to act, lookin for some niggaz to hit | |
| And if you ever think it can' t happen to you | |
| You might just end up in the east river with some baleass shoes | |
| I ain' t playin no more, i' m gonna bring it to your ass raw | |
| I flipped the word around, nigga, this means war | |
| Yo, fuck that, brooklyn' s on the map forever | |
| To billy and fame, i hope you niggaz down for whatever | |
| With mike, go get the guns when its time to shoot | |
| To brooklyn i give a 21gun salute | |
| come on | |
| Chorus: | |
| Flatbush cut and scratched | |
| , crown heights " thought i' d remind y' all" | |
| Brownsville cut and scratched firing squad | |
| " thought i' d remind y' all" scratching | |
| Bushwick cut and scratched " see i thought i' d remind y' all" | |
| ?? cut and scratched | |
| , east new york " thought i' d remind y' all" | |
| Verse two: lil' fame | |
| I used to roll ' em, this is a holdup | |
| Make em roll up, come up out your clothes and get your whole shit swole | |
| Up | |
| This game ain' t changed cause i became a rapping dude | |
| I' m still a black cat, quick, and straight clapping dude | |
| try to act rude play the mascott | |
| With your clown ass ways, these days, look what your ass got | |
| Clap, shot the body, i' m keeping it real | |
| That cartoon ass nigga thought he was king of the hill | |
| That whole shit was animation, immitation | |
| When i shipped that ass on out, like immigration | |
| Ways of emancipation, proclamation | |
| Constitutional rights, the last generation | |
| Your facin, m. o. p., o. g.' s | |
| Flippin this track with o. c. | |
| Niggaz know we, hold this shit down for brooklyn, nigga! | |
| Where guns spark and leave them things smoking, nigga! | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse three: billy danze | |
| Hot damn! danze shot your head | |
| Full cooperation, i' m taking donations, ante up the bread | |
| clap, clap! you got that fat while we were gone | |
| So the balance that i wrote like ???, we' re taking on | |
| Put the rest of that shit in the bag | |
| I would tear your ass to pieces, so you please don' t make me mad | |
| here we go again! you ain' t known, i control my destiny | |
| I only got love for the thugs that' s next to me | |
| who that? berkuance, soldier, i' m ill | |
| pause i told ya, i' m real! | |
| And i' ve been doing a double danly | |
| Everyone ? from my crew is sayin? daddy, don' t fail me | |
| Hold on, the way that i jettin my foes may never be even | |
| I' m one of them dudes that niggaz refuse to believe in | |
| life is full of obstacles! so keep weeping | |
| at 24years old my only goal is too keep breathing | |
| scratching brooklyn " thought i' d remind y' all" |
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