Luyện nghe bài hát O.c.m.o.p.

Brooklyn! Uh, yeah! Now, check shit out

one: O.C.

Now check this motherfucking capo here
Mash Out Posse SLASH O.C. come together like a and a clip
We jam when its time to blast!
Big that rap, we bout to get in your ass
We played the background, ay-yo all my peops
I'm names, fuck it, it's on
I'm taking it back to Brooklyn shit
With this clique
Who don't know how to act, for some niggaz to hit
And if you think it can't happen to you
You might just end up in the East with some bale-ass shoes
I ain't playin no more, I'm bring it to your ass raw
I flipped the around, nigga, this means WAR
Yo, that, Brooklyn's on the map forever
To and Fame, I hope you niggaz down for whatever
With Mike, go get the guns when its to shoot
To I give a 21-GUN SALUTE
(Come on)

Flatbush and scratched*
--Crown Heights-- "Thought I'd y'all"
Brownsville and scratched* (Firing Squad)
"Thought I'd y'all" *scratching*
Bushwick *cut and "(See I) Thought I'd remind y'all"
*cut and
New York-- "Thought I'd remind y'all"

Verse two: Fame

I used to 'em, this is a holdup
MAKE em roll up, come up out clothes and get your whole shit swole
up
This game ain't changed cause I became a rapping
I'm still a black cat, quick, and clapping dude
(Try to act rude) Play the
With clown ass ways, these days, look what your ass got
Clap, shot the body, I'm it real
cartoon ass nigga thought he was King of the Hill
That shit was animation, immitation
When I shipped that ass on out, like
Ways of Emancipation,
Constitutional rights, the GENERATION
facin, M.O.P., O.G.'s
Flippin this with O.C.
Niggaz know we, hold shit down for Brooklyn, nigga!
Where guns spark and leave them smoking, nigga!

Verse three: Billy

Hot damn! shot your head
Full cooperation, I'm donations, ante up the bread
(Clap, clap!) You got that fat we were gone
So the that I wrote like, we're taking on
Put the rest of that in the bag
I would tear your ass to pieces, so you please make me mad
(Here we go again!) You ain't known, I control my
I only got for the thugs that's next to me
(Who that?) Berkuance, soldier, I'm ill
*pause* I ya, I'm real!
And I've doing a double danly
Everyone my crew is sayin? (Daddy, don't fail me)
Hold on, the way I jettin my foes may never be even
I'm one of them dudes that refuse to believe in
(Life is of obstacles!) so keep weeping
(At old) My only goal is too keep breathing