Tytuł: Wanna be g's

• Wykonawca: M.O.P.
• Wyświetleń: 232

  
   [Intro] - w/ variations
  (*singing of "Oh", repeated in background of Intro*)
  Yeah, nigga
  (*laughing*), yeah
  One time nigga, First Family
  Yeah, uh
  This one's a banger nigga
  Please believe it ain't fake
  Yeah, let's go
  
  [Chorus]
  All you wanna be G's, pants background
  We're back now, it's the legendary send up Murry
  No, cock and have locked down
  M.O.P. will eat on the block now
  If not we'll pop rounds
  Every since the family came, we've maintained
  A strange but a strong game
  
  [Billy Danze]
  And who's first up to bat, Fox
  
  [Sheritha Lynch]
  Excuse me, you might not wanna get it twisted don't confuse me
  with any other chick (CHICK), this is not my thing (THING)
  I was kinda pushed by Billy and Fame
  Ya'll know my work, I punch big bouncers in they faces
  Put grimy little bitches in they places
  My dogs is the aces, me renegade Queen of Spades
  This M.O.P. shit will never fade, be afraid
  (Billy Danze: Slow down Fox, your killin 'em)
  I did it again
  She ain't gotta know how to fight, she know how to win
  You know what (what?), ya'll niggaz pretend like thugs
  I know how to send, I know how to defend my love
  Look ya'll wanna run (run), go head and run (clear)
  (Not in our house), (send) (not about black) and
  Ya'll know what, ya'll niggaz ain't ready for this shit
  (nigga), Fox (Fox)
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Billy Danze]
  Try to remember Danze (Danze) doin the unthinkable
  (FIRST FAMILY), we unsinkable
  (M.O.P.), outta the ordinary
  For cats that grip gats and sell back commisary
  The street's still lovin me
  But see the ode, still buggin me
  Cause I'm still Price Thuggery
  Fuck with me if you wanna
  I'm not reponsible for my actions, when I'm backed into a corner
  My love's up the hill, my heart's in the Ville
  I'll forever beat you with a bat, you a partner Bill
  I'm actually a nice guy, you see how I get down to
  I can be a little bit destructive when I want to
  It's the (WARRIORZ), always, all day
  These M.O.P. cats, back on the block to play
  You might wanna duck that little play thing, no it's just a flame
  You love it when we runnin where your playin, nigga
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Lil' Fame]
  You ungrateful bastards
  How many niggaz gotta fall off
  Before you realize that we all we got
  It's the M.O.Pizzo, where ya bo dizzo
  If it's yellow rizzo, clijay, fizzy mo mizzo
  Givin it up to Biggie Smalls, last king of New York
  They underground but they all crack with New York
  Real G's, royalties of New York
  So niggaz get robbed in they own PJ's for bling bling in New York
  Look ya'll (ya'll) niggaz (niggaz) better recognize
  We still live for the N, yes for your exercise
  And break faces for raises, what you think for how we bump
  Better chill with the propaganda before I just start your throne
  I'm like a pitbull trained and programmed to kill
  Out on the prowl, cat huntin motherfucker so stop frontin
  Yo Big Fox tell 'em (they already know)
  And if you don't know, then your ass gonna learn
  
  [Chorus] - 2X
  
  (*humming noise, mixed in with "oh" from the Intro*)
  
  [Outro - Talking] - w/ variations
  Nigga, oh oh, nigga
  Fuck what?
  What the fuck did you just put on
  Crack-O!
  Yeah, Crack-O
  M, dot, O, dot, P dot
  I will fuck you up nigga (*laughing*)
  YEAH