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M.O.P. - Down 4 Whateva lyrics
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-- |
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