Luyện nghe bài hát O.c.m.o.p.

Brooklyn! Uh, yeah! Now, this shit out

Verse O.C.

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

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

Verse Lil' Fame

I used to 'em, this is a holdup
MAKE em roll up, up out your clothes and get your whole shit swole
up
This game ain't changed I became a rapping dude
I'm still a cat, quick, and straight 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
That cartoon ass thought he was King of the Hill
whole shit was animation, immitation
When I shipped that ass on out, immigration
Ways of Emancipation,
Constitutional rights, the LAST
facin, M.O.P., O.G.'s
Flippin this track O.C.
Niggaz know we, this shit down for Brooklyn, nigga!
guns spark and leave them things smoking, nigga!

Verse three: Danze

Hot damn! Danze your head
Full cooperation, I'm taking donations, ante up the
(Clap, clap!) You got that fat while we gone
So the balance that I wrote like, we're on
Put the rest of shit in the bag
I tear your ass to pieces, so you please don't make me mad
(Here we go again!) You ain't known, I my destiny
I only got love for the 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 ?from my crew is sayin? (Daddy, fail me)
on, the way that I jettin my foes may never be even
I'm one of them dudes niggaz refuse to believe in
(Life is full of obstacles!) so weeping
(At 24-years old) My only is too keep breathing