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Illside of Town M.O.P.

HOOK 4X: In the Illside of Town where they...

Stick To Ya Gunz M.O.P.

Calling the police, calling the G men Calling all Americans to war on the underworld All I need is money and I'm getting that money, tonight Let's take a slide through the illside of town with this B-Boy

Anticipation M.O.P.

Squad, firing hard "This is what you waited all year for, the hardcore" Firing Squad, firing hard "This is what you waited all year for, the hardcore" Firing Squad, firing hard [Lil Fame] I'm top of

When Death Becomes U (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. 50 Cent) M.O.P.

Hahahahahaaa Yeah Nigga The Smoke of New York Get up Come On Ah - There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you Some say your soul may burn in the flame So front if you want to, but niggaz who

Blood Sweat and Tears M.O.P.

with dope sound We gots to ask Why do you feel that a meal can make you ill When you know that Broke Bill can still See right through your plastic ass Before crack was a sport and we had thoughts of

I'm A Brownsvillian M.O.P.

"All I wanted to do was rhyme nigga You know say mic check 1-2-1-2-1-2 Turn my mic up, check one two And the rest of that old punk shit Motherfuckers just ain't care Like I ain't, like I ain't really

Forever And Always M.O.P.

(you pushed me, right out of your mind) Show off! Show off!

Way of the World M.O.P.

Chorus: M.O.P.: Its the way of the world, right? (Aaaah) Billy Danze: Can't nobody change The way them thug niggaz do they thing M.O.P.: Its the way of the world, right?

Lifestyles of a Ghetto Child M.O.P.

[scratches by Jaz] "Lifesyles of a Ghetto Child" "Life-, li-, life-, lifestyles, lifestyles of a ghetto, "Lifestyles of a Ghetto Child" "Life-, li-, life-, lifestyles, lifestyles, of a ghetto, "

Salute Part II M.O.P.

Pursuing me, trying to catch me off quard I shrug scars, you see a lot of hoes at thug bars I don't care what these beats my do We'll sun you, plus I see right through Its way it means to me and M.O.P

What the Future Holds M.O.P.

its a lot more pages The game changed, people got foul And the same little chuch boy is buckwild Runnin wit my homeboys from three three nine And one five four five, totin four fives I kept dreams of

Salute A G M.O.P.

SHOW LOVE TO A G Lil' FameIt's poppin off in this bitch, it's the chairman of the board in this bitch (FIZZY WO'!)

Brownsville M.O.P.

that means Niggas be open like they smoking caffeine Looking to do a quick stick, move, and swift With your ___ on your hip Ready to flip Whenever you empty your clip, dip And get the fuck up out of

Born 2 Kill M.O.P.

Holding down my fort, taking no shorts of no sorts My four five turn to a blowtorch It's still cocked!

Street Life M.O.P.

[Chorus: Demarco] Who said life was an easy road, alot of people can't even bare my load Hustle everyday when we touch the road, yo mi just, can't leave the streets STREET LIFE!

Crazy M.O.P.

set up shop there Get guap' there, try that in (BROOK-NAM) and get rocked there If you lookin for brotherly love, it's not here Shit's not fair, them young gun boys from (BROOK-NAM) run up Inside of

Foundation M.O.P.

Uh, uh, c'mon, uh Firing Squad nigga, yeah You see it, First Family First Family, c'mon Every night I sit and bask in the memories of Frank And sayin' to myself what the hell was he thinkin' Usage of illegal

Down 4 Whateva M.O.P.

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

Downtown Swinga 96 M.O.P.

before the song move on i'm lettin you know i'm still in the ville and i'm still lettin it go So yo, Crews with your official rap dues got genovese sayin who the fuck is that dude the family its M.O.P

New Jack City M.O.P.

CHORUS: M.O.P.

Downtown Swinga ('96) (Explicit) M.O.P.

beam before the song move on i'm lettin you know i'm still in the ville and i'm still lettin it go So yo, Crews with your official rap dues got genovese sayin who the fuck is that dude the family its M.O.P

Downtown Swinga '96 M.O.P.

beam before the song move on i'm lettin you know i'm still in the ville and i'm still lettin it go So yo Crews with your official rap dues got genovese sayin who the fuck is that dude the family its M.O.P

Cold World M.O.P.

know how to hide Homicide ties, baby, yea, I dominates what you tryin to do I wear my hat broke down and play the war when I'm sliding through I gotta crew (Original Hilfiger) Plus triggers and some of

Move Something M.O.P.

a truck, NIGGA I pluck herbs like birds, then I brainwash em Watch Fame squash em Look what I brought to ya And when I'm gone do ya Slugs run through ya, HALLELUJAH Keep deep focus, the locust of

Cold As Ice M.O.P.

You're willing to sacrifice) First Family (You're as cold as ice, You're willing to sacrifice) (You're as cold as ice, You're willing to sacrifice) I'd like to welcome motherfuckers to the back of

My Kinda Nigga Part II M.O.P.

All or nothin, why I'm in this But I'm the kind of nigga thats gon handle my business!

Stop Pushin M.O.P.

Can't none of you rap niggaz hold mine, nigga Fizzy Wo' shine Y'all niggaz rappin like y'all rap for Nickolodeon with a mouth full of cubic zirconias I catch you at the Hip-Hop Summit (uh-huh) smack

Brooklyn M.O.P.

Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn Nigga just cock the burner, nigga just pop the burner Nigga got rocked with the burner, it's a dirty game of

Rude Bastard M.O.P.

then fuck with us They say that I'm a rude bastard, I left my manners at home You fucked up and left your hammers at home Ain't nobody stoppin my shine, we hit 'em like brrrap If niggas get out of

Blow The Horns M.O.P.

We comin' at you live from the home of the pine box, hit 'em up Every block, every boulevard, get 'em up You know the name in the game, whattup doe We still bang, bang, band, whattup doe Up in the

Fly Nigga Hill Figga (Explicit) M.O.P.

NIGGAZ (Don't try) NIGGAZ Do or DIE NIGGAZ Fizzy Womack, y'all, true HILLFIGGA One that'll put the drop on ya quicker, NIGGA *repeat* Verse one: Lil Fame' We brought a very raw chapter, from the history of

Bang Time M.O.P.

lil' fame is a marxmen I'm the son of sonny carson I wash dirty cats through hood laundromats, where they lost at Go home or go hard yeah this is real life warrior shit These other rap dudes corny

Ride With Us M.O.P.

CHORUS 2X [Billy Danze] (It's the Firing Squad assassins) Ghetto blastin Operation ran by your man toucan dance for thug fashion (Criminal passion) Top of the line It's unneccessary, buries, but

Handle UR Bizness M.O.P.

Check, check, check Chorus: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH Billy Danze: Handle your business Can't get your grip M.O.P: Can I get a witness?!

Handle Ur Bizness (Explicit) M.O.P.

Check, check, check Chorus: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH Billy Danze: Handle your business Can't get your grip M.O.P: Can I get a witness?!

I Luv M.O.P.

love And start speakin out like a bitch when you catch em in the club I love, when a slug cat shut down And then try to post up when they damn near cut his ass down I love, trying to reach all parts of

Dead & Gone (Battle Version) M.O.P.

So kid, don't think you alone, when your daddy's all gone Cause I won' be resting in peace till I see you grown Carry on, nothing else could come above you You best believe I love you, I wouldn't of

Nothing 2 Lose M.O.P.

crack brews Kid I aint got Nothing 2 Lose I seen it all and can't afford to fall so for all wack crews Kid I aint got Nothing 2 Lose [Lil Fame] What I got to lose when my pops is gone So many of

Dead & Gone M.O.P.

up So kid, don't think you alone, when your daddy's all gone Cause I won' be resting in peace till I see you grown Carry on, nothing else could come above you You best believe I love you, I wouldn't of

4 Alarm Blaze M.O.P.

Home-skillet - it's on That rap nigga bust a cap nigga flat nigga Open up your back nigga Rosewood black nigga First family gone brawl It's president's resident, and I'm the first dog You know the M.O.P

Ante Up Remix (Feat. Busta Rhymes,Teflon,Remy Martin) M.O.P.

Attention please, attention please This shit here feels like a whole entire WORLD collapsed Motherfucker Busta Rhymes now, M.O.P. now What you want now (What you want now) What you want now (What you want

Nothin 2 Lose M.O.P.

is smoke weed and crack brews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose I seen it all and can't afford to fall so for all wack crews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose What I got to lose when my pops is gone So many of

Sharks In The Water M.O.P.

Hot E's through your P's With some, shit up my sleeves that'll put you at ease It's the world famous M.O.P., we rugged rough sayin M.O.P., we gon' do our own thang [Chorus] [Lil' Fame:] Shit I'm

World Famous M.O.P.

It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherfuckin house?) NO QUESTION!

How About Some Hardcore (Explicit) M.O.P.

clip, dip, trip your sidekick You got skill, you best manage to chill And do yourself a favor, don't come nowhere near the Hill With that bullshit, word, money grip, it'll cost ya Make you reminisce of

Salute M.O.P.

M.O.P. in the house kid BLAU! You knowhatimsayin, check this out Lil Fame's a trigga nigga Billy Danze a trigga nigga Aight?

What I Wanna B M.O.P.

[laughter] Get, back; don't get that old ghetto surgery Real talk, no perjury I know you niggaz heard of me, as a third degree I'm still bangin that thang, that's word to me [Lil' Fame:] Don't get

New York Salute M.O.P.

Turnpike, is right there (right there) Haul-ass, make your backwheels spin Get in the wind, your under a hundered miles in When you reach the Lincoln Tunnel, black, hit me on my box We on the other side of

Firing Squad M.O.P.

flinch All F A T emcees lay the bench You rock jewels, we just cruise on your maggot ass Now make a move and we'll squeeze tools at your faggot ass Now, guess who's, back in the place, "kid I missed M.O.P

Warfare (Feat. M.O.P.) Afu-Ra

cover, make moves like no other In dark alleys, you're gettin opened from your belly I rock spots for blocks, I knock you inna skelly I know you're jelly, because Fame, Billy & I be Mashin out crews of