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Aaaah. it, Fuck you, Come on! Ah

M.O.P.: Its the way of the world, (Aaaah)
Billy Danze: Can't nobody
The way them thug do they thing
M.O.P.: Its the way of the world, right?(Huhhh)
Billy Danze: nobody change
The way em real niggaz the game

Verse One: Danze
Yo I up on an ill path (St. ?)
Posted up on the hill with the Homicide Staff
the type to screw ya
Just the to pursue ya, step to ya and do ya(Boo-yea)
It's a hundred situations me
The block (hot) cop a (top shots) at your whole family
(Sup, Billy Danze?) True (Clap, clap) Who the are you?
(Clap, clap) the fuck you wanna do? (Fuck you)
I been in a deathrap twice, managed to slip through it
Wacked four niggaz, and I still do it
(Hell ya) You know the game
new players to these homicide layers to be slain
Look both ways before you cross a
Decent families have lost a nigga, came across a nigga
He knew wasn't havin
He seen him lick off and kickoff a whole click
(Whole fuckin click, Premeditaion) On a daily
And nickel M and M's may be pressed against your
Nobody cares if your cry
They don't a if your brother die
(Don't give a about you)

Verse Two: Lil' *rapping to the baseline*
These motherfuckers wanna me, it ain't hard to count
But it'll be a cold day in
I never change, my style or my profile
Or the way I put down (cha down) *main beat resumes*
Why do fuckers,
wanna fuck around with this livest
Chrome 44's, survivalers (Unstoppable!)
Got a crew to drop a crew,
The infinite, fizzy wo
I know ya see me dead
out with some thick red shit leaking from my head
Hollerin: rest in peace, making off my rap songs
it the best of M.O.P. (Motherfucker!)
Fuck that! I send the out to get ya
Hit ya, and take knew jacks down wit ya
EM DEAD STINKIN
And put your brains on the
to the let the world see the shit you was thinkin
nigga can't change(Nah)
This nigga rearrange(Nah)
The way a thug do his (Yeah)
Never let em get the of me
I put the to your temple
and catch the plane to the West Indies

(Fly, baby) Nigga,(Motherfuckers)! (Fly, nigga)
I wan't niggaz to undestand one motherfuckin thing
M.O.P. shit is for real, nigga
Y'all better recognize

Fame over chorus:

First Family, nigga. There's a concept behing shit
We your family in the first motherfuckin
To all y'all new motherfuckers, somebody, nigga
Get the fuck out my face. Salute to all my niggaz
you for life, nigga
(That's nigga. Never stop, never stop, never quit.)