Luyện nghe bài hát World Famous

World, world, world,

Whattup?
Whattup, whattup, whattup,

It's the world's
(M.O.P.)
Squad
(Is Home Team in the house?)
No

It's the famous
(M.O.P.)
Squad
(Is Team in the motherfuckin' house?)
No

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' moves smoother than Jimmy in Goodfellow
Never gassed to do, I have to do
Splashin' you, you, takin' your stash from you

International, bell ringa bringa
(Downtown Swinga)
Exercisin' my index
Sayin', "Whassup?" to the people that thought we'd 'em
"Hardcore" was raw but we got to hurt em'

Firing Squad all up in district
(Last was foul)
But yet some missed it, bet gon' get with this shit
(Who's in the house?)

It's the generation
Real ill niggaz the field you'll be facin'
Ninety-six flavor for your neighbor, how ya like us
(Bucka-bucka-bla-blucka-bla-blucka-bucka-blaow)

It's the famous
(M.O.P.)
Firing
(Is Home Team in the house?)
No

It's the world's
(M.O.P.)
Squad
(Is Team in the motherfuckin' house?)
No

Bust it, who stepped out the and give
Villains Vietnam of doin' all that hood dirt
The M
(Blaow)
O
(Blaow)
P still
strange ain't nuttin' changed, them bells still rangin'

You wanna be drug dealing, fuck killing, wack rappers are
And plus that shit you talk is out of
Ask yourself, is you for action packed in
Gettin' blasted your whole ribcage crashed in

I'm outspoken, niggaz, is broken
Record need to stop that wack shit they be promotin'
See me knowin' me G I physical science
This lethal rap fuck up your whole Alliance

This is the way we bring things, check out how we swing
M.O.P. be shit, jumping way up in Sing-Sing
A new star is born, peace to
I'ma blow up the East when we the bomb

It's the famous
(M.O.P.)
Firing
(Is Home Team in the house?)
No

the world's famous
(M.O.P.)
Firing
(Is Home Team in the house?)
No

It's the famous
(M.O.P.)
Firing
(Is Home Team in the house?)
No

It's the world's
(M.O.P.)
Squad
(Is Team in the motherfuckin' house?)
No

niggaz got my back and
Still steel we're packin'
hardcore raps and
Still focused on it happen, whattup?

wanna see us
Tell 'em on
M.O.P. is and that's one to grow on

The four pound move, rugged rounds down fools
Rough enough to make the fuckin' ground move
and it ain't playin War Games
With to lose
I put him on and blow out his brains
(Lil' Fame)

Kick back and how it go down
We so beware, prepare for the throwdown
Crooklyn Crooks, is the ones that 'em
We in it so I'ma give it to 'em

it to 'em raw
(That's how you it)
it to 'em raw
(Let the nigga swing 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
(Is Home Team in the house?)
No

It's the world's
(M.O.P.)
Squad
(Is Home in the motherfuckin' house?)
No

It's the famous
(M.O.P.)
Squad
(Is Home in the motherfuckin' house?)
No

It's the famous
(M.O.P.)
Firing
(Is Home Team in the house?)
No