Luyện nghe bài hát World Famous

"World... world... world... world..."

Whattup?
whattup whattup niggy?

It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing
(Is Home in the motherfuckin house?) NO QUESTION!
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It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) doin our
Recruitin and salutin real niggaz Wu bang (salute!)
Billy Danze, hard to notice I'm mellow
Makin smoother than Jimmy Fingers in Good-fellow
gassed to do, what I have to do
Splashin you, blastin you, takin your from you
Internat-ional, bell ringa bringa
(Downtown Swinga) exercisin my index
'Whassup?' to the people that though we'd desert em
"Hardcore" was raw but we got to hurt em
Squad all up in your district (last album was foul)
but yet some it, bet they gon' get with this shit
(Who's in the house?) It's the generation
Real ill niggaz from the field be facin
Ninety-six for your neighbor, how ya like us now?
(Bucka-Bucka-Bla-Blucka-Bla-Blucka-Bucka-BLAOW!)

It's the famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad
(Is Home in the motherfuckin house?) NO QUESTION!
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Bust it, who stepped out the woodworks and
villains Vietnam of doin all that hood dirt
The M (BLAOW) O (BLAOW) P bangin
strange ain't nuttin changed, them bells still rangin
You wanna be drug dealing, fuck killing, rappers are foul
And that shit you talk is out of bounds
Ask yourself is you for action packed in
Gettin blasted with whole ribcage crashed in
I'm outspoken, niggaz is Broken
Record labels to stop that wack shit they be promotin
See me me G I drop physical science
This lethal rap appliance'll fuck up whole alliance
is the way we BRING THINGS, check out how we SWING THINGS
M.O.P. be having shit way up in Sing-Sing
A new star is born, to Teflon
I'ma blow up the when we release the bomb

the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad
(Is Team in the motherfuckin house?) NO QUESTION!
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It's the famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad
(Is Home in the motherfuckin house?) NO QUESTION!
2X*

Same got my back and
Still blue steel we're
hardcore raps and
still focused on makin it happen,
They see us
tell em on
M.O.P. is back and, that's one to on
The four pound move, rounds that down fools
Rough enough to make the fuckin ground move
Representin and it playin War Games
nuttin to lose
I put him on and blow out his brains
(Lil' Fame!) back and watch how it go down
We here so beware, for the throwdown
Crooklyn Crooks, is the that blew em
We live in it so give it to em
Bring it to em raw (that's how you it)
Bring it to em raw (let the real nigga it)
it to em raw
Give it to em rugged and fat
you at?
you at?
you at?
you at?

It's the world's (M.O.P.) Firing Squad
(Is Home in the motherfuckin house?) NO QUESTION!
2X*

It's the world's (M.O.P.) Firing Squad
(Is Team in the motherfuckin house?) NO QUESTION!
2X*