Luyện nghe bài hát O.c.m.o.p.

Brooklyn! Uh, yeah! Now, this shit out

Verse O.C.

Now check motherfucking capo right here
Out Posse SLASH O.C. come together like a glock and a clip
We gon' jam its time to blast!
Big niggaz that rap, we bout to get in ass
We done played the background, ay-yo all my
I'm naming names, it, it's on
I'm taking it back to some Brooklyn
With this ten-man
Who don't know how to act, lookin for 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 playin no more, I'm gonna it to your ass raw
I flipped the word around, nigga, means WAR
Yo, fuck that, Brooklyn's on the map
To Billy and Fame, I hope you niggaz for whatever
With Mike, go get the guns when its time to
To Brooklyn I a 21-GUN SALUTE
(Come on)

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

Verse two: Fame

I to roll 'em, this is a holdup
MAKE em roll up, come up out your clothes and get your whole shit
up
This game ain't changed I became a rapping dude
I'm still a black cat, quick, and straight clapping
(Try to act rude) the mascott
With your clown ass ways, 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 whole was animation, immitation
When I shipped ass on out, like immigration
of Emancipation, Proclamation
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!
Where guns spark and them things smoking, nigga!

Verse three: Billy

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