Luyện nghe bài hát Salute

M.O.P. in the kid
Blau, you what I'm sayin', check this out

Fame's a trigga nigga
Billy a trigga nigga
Ain't keepin it real, still nigga

Fame, a young ass nigga wit talent
Thug that move silent but still violent
The slugger take the M-1 it's truth
of this hit game, clak clak, salute

Billy Danze, finger exerciser
Bell ringer, gun slinger,
Raise your right and blaze the living proof
The godfather to truth, clak clak,

Since we came here we got to show and
The M.O.P. is rugged never
We tearin' this shit just like construction
Flip like kilos with this Primo

No doubt, hit 'em wit that top flavor
Hardcore niggas on your neighbor
And this here, niggas can't compare
Spectators, haters, 'cuz we're fuckin' Premier

Fillin' 'em up wit raps in fact they get wit
A code red, the dope got you niggas addicted
Mr. Danzenie and the Fame stayin' true to this
Since you nice was that hip hop

M.O.P. guaranteed to keep this dopeness
For the real thugs and ghetto slingin' toasters
On all coastses, north to south, east to
Got high clientele for you least expect

M.O.P. from the hill kid what you to tell me
Still mo' steel, a machine gun deli
I mention and flinching and waitin' for you to the gate
And sellin' shit that I won't

Wassup? My team's in the house
The gat is one five four five not four fives in fucking mouth
ones, burner on blaze
Fuck a memory, y'all remember me for my thang