Luyện nghe bài hát Salute

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

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

Li'l Fame, a ass nigga wit talent
that move silent but still remain violent
The Brownsville take the M-1 it's truth
General of this hit game, clak, salute

Danze, index finger exerciser
Bell ringer, gun slinger,
Raise your right and I'll blaze the proof
The godfather to truth, clak clak,

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

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

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

M.O.P. guaranteed to bringin' this dopeness
For the real thugs and niggas slingin' toasters
On all coastses, to south, east to west
Got clientele for shit you least expect

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

My whole team's in the house
The gat is one five four five not four in your fucking mouth
Same ones, burner on
Fuck a memory, remember me for bustin' my thang