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f/ M.O.P.

My louder than a stereo
than the snake when I kill these fuckin rappers
then up at the burials
I don't mean to worry y'all, but I want gone and
this M-16 is the only way to y'all
Here's my last proposition, I'm rap like crack
If I sell the most, I gotta kill the competition
Don't take it
gotta go to and if I come back and don't have my cash
then I'm you
Got a business gun, wit bullets
when it hit you motherfucker it be jerkin you
rings is so my contact break up your man
I'm a gentleman, my contract's a of a hand
I make it hard so, only God could up your man
I do things the Don way
it's Paniro the Ghost, like, fucking Jim Conway
no evidence
Fuck a dead man, I can leave off the scene wit dead presidents
what, motherfucker,

[HOOK: and M.O.P.]
you ever try to fuck wit M.O.P. and Styles
BUCKAH-BUCKAH-BU-BUCKA-BU-BUCKA-BUCKA-BLAOW!!!
This is for the hood and that's wild
BUCKAH-BUCKAH-BU-BUCKA-BU-BUCKA-BUCKA-BLAOW!!!
If you to die or you blowin the trial
BUCKAH-BUCKAH-BU-BUCKA-BU-BUCKA-BUCKA-BLAOW!!!
We're gangsta ass niggas that been awhile
BUCKAH-BUCKAH-BU-BUCKA-BU-BUCKA-BUCKA-BLAOW!!!

Danze]
Ayo let's do it for the
Where alotta homicides at
Where killers ride at, and reside at
It's rugged son, I it son I see it every day
Fuck that, find another way to play
so don't me for no rap artist
missin old dude is the old school
he by the old rules
and our pro-tools, is 38
The crime rate will inflate, and the murder is strong
How could we get
and you doing this underhanded faggot shit, you faggot
we gotta get you gone, one]
William Danze
All disloyal guys should be shot in they
once, and left paralyzed [game over
You gon me how
what you thought would
when they chained me to and Styles
You ask in the hood it, all it can be is
L! M! O! O! X! P! motherfucker!

You keep thinkin when I flow pa, it's a
but when your ass get beat wit a crowbar, a wrap
for real, we straight it
my palms, you see more chapters than L. Ron Hubbard
Huh, we done dealt more drugs than
made dope fiends outta school principals and
now they all up, career finished
got they ass in front of the Methodon clinics
We it all day, but it aint the Henny in me
It's that Brownsville wit a splash of trinny in me
All I need is a hammer, and a load
I'll stomp, do whatever, state, borough, zip
It's the M.O.P.! mashin your ghetto
rippin heavy metal, [we ruff ryde] wit
Listen up, y'all better respect the criminal shit of these
poppin nigga

We can beef I don't give a
'cause if you kill me, I got niggas bend up your son
the world's most gutterest
Paniro the Ghost, they of me when they invented the gun
To the truth I prefer the knife
'cause he nigga
I go in your chest I show you how to murder
It's deep, I'ma kill mother
and I don't if I die
all that mean is that I gonna join my little brother
dog, I had a life
and I'm in with the pain
Thug in the wit heroin and hard white
Back to the the way I squeeze off threes off
leave a hole in stomach, take a nigga knees off
Face gets splattered around, too many cops for the
fuck it dog, then I'm you down
don't you ask me what's now
This aint a rerun, see P gun, I'm clappin you clowns, what

YOU WANNA TOUCH THIS
It's Paniro the Ghost, Goodfella like fucking Jim
YOU WANNA TOUCH THIS
It's Lil Fizzy wit Brownsville shit and splash of trinny in me
YOU DON'T WANNA THIS
Bill, 38 long, the rate will inflate and the murder rate is strong
YOU WANNA TOUCH THIS