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M.O.P. - New Jack City lyrics
Chorus: m.o.p. This is, ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare Prepare, get on your post and stand clear If you start it, defend it, start it, we'll end it We're highly recommended, listen, this is Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare Prepare, get on your post and stand clear The brownsville sluggers, about to attack... [lil fame] Bring it back, yo i'm tired of you herbs Gettin on my nerves Pretendin to be drug dealers, and killers You fold up, hold up, let me ease the grip So they can jack talkin 'bout how many keys you flip Your sleeves get ripped off for that bracelet you rockin This lil nigga get to poppin, pistol grippin and cockin [cuz nine times outta ten] i'm guranteed to leave you stragglin Plus i bag emcees that's babblin I aint tryin to hear ya But i'm about ready to ear ya out Get the gats and clear ya out Cuz you's a part time felon, kid killing yellin [before i send a slug through your melon] I'm a basket case, don't make me bash your face [you sittin] i'm sittin on chrome like masta ace It's live nigga, no jive, hear the guns blast I be wreckin like the fuckin jamaicans at sunsplash [it aint where you from] it's where ya at And where you be at times, you don't have your fuckin gat So chill with your riff raff, your bitch staff Is some new cats, living in new jack city!! Chorus: m.o.p. [billy danze] Yo what the fuck is the deal, here comes a new generation of rap dudes [with fake attitudes] that refuse to play by the rules It's a shame the way they be dissin the game They fantasize then go to something i would tell lies [these fake thugs] replace slugs that's have three to nigga [a |
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