Letra Anticipation de M.o.p. original
HOOK: KRS sample, MCs Act Like They Don't Know> '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 '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 the line, realistic, get rocky never smooth Billy Danze> Ring, ding LF> Ring ding M.O.P. comin through BD> Guns and roses, hit 'em, hit 'em up kid, for real LF> Say what, say what, say what, I'm packin blue steel, drama lord BD> Ice master LF> Quick to blast ya, thoroughbreds wit hearts cold as Alaska F A G's get bust down to they knees BD> M.O.P. to the death kid LF> Yeah, cock and squeeze... Lil Fame> I'm here to make moves, I never fake moves, I like to break crews In half, put 'em on they ass if they never pay dues It's time> To get rid of you fly talk Fuckin with Fame, you be the next stain on the sidewalk I make 'em simmer down, whenever I roll into town And speak for my, love thug niggas in the crowd I'm dedicated, never been over challenged My over violent, lyrics'll knock you over balance I whet emcees like Vietnamese, but yet they freeze Like coke when they provoke me to squeeze Lil Fame represent the turf Would suck so hard they put scars on the face of the earth Out to hit ya> split ya, hell when I get ya> Fuck the frame, I blow your ass out the picture So keep your eyes focused on this overdosage, I'm just comin through To a hip hop spot near you HOOK BD> Yo it's the World's Famous LF> Niggas born to kill BD> From the I'll side of town LF> So you best get your steel BD> It's ill LF> The street life is real son BD> You shouldn't have to go get it, sleep wit it, fool LF> Stick To Ya Gunz BD> Now LF> Lifestyles of a Ghetto Child BD> Representin for I'll crews and LF> Kid I aint got nothing to lose BD> I been there LF> To my peoples up in them shavs BD> Up in them Javs LF> Bring it back BD> CLAK, CLAK LF> Salute BD> Raise hell... Billy Danze> I believe you don't don't>, yep yep> But you can't fuck around fuck around> It take a lot to have actual natural sound BAM BAM> Motherfucker we didn't leave We just laid back in the cut, stuck some shit up our sleeve Please, we don't roll deep, we squeeze Predict them niggas around to sink a fucking ship WHAT I feel is WHAT I do And G, I see I might hafta straighten your ass out to I wish I would let a nigga take mine Where my niggas is niggas that live on the front line 'Hardcore' raw, Brownsville B Boy quick on the draw Like the late great Prince LeRoy When my nigga was on the scene More ammunition passed through his ass than the average marine From the I'll parks> Fool, where the steel start to ruckus Deal a whole steel for you motherfuckers... HOOK