Ride With Us M.O.P.

CHORUS 2X: Fame and Bill Danze How many niggas plan to ride wit us (ride wit us) How many niggas came to die wit us (die wit us) Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck !

When Death Becomes U (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. 50 Cent) M.O.P.

We ready to brawl with everyone of you or, Yes Yes There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you Some say your soul may burn in the flame So front if you want to, but niggaz who murk you Come

Forever And Always M.O.P.

they here for us, they sendin a prayer for us The day of the death sentence, they ain't there for us (NO!)

New York Salute M.O.P.

(New York) When you come through here (Fool, take your jewels off) Cause these niggas is known for (Bumpin fools off) And they takin over (If your crew's off) You got thugs with machines, assault teams

Born 2 Kill M.O.P.

keeping it real Cause niggaz were born to kill [Lil Fame] Here comes the Brownsville slugger, motherfucker I bust off shots at fools To avoid these obstacles I roll deep, me and my nigga Llama With

I Luv M.O.P.

I know you sayin I'ma young nigga Don't get it fucked up cause I move with them thug niggas From old ?

Stop Pushin M.O.P.

Gangsta boogie with the Famesta Famesta boogie with the gangsta, gangsta [Lil' Fame] I gets gangsta big now with it!

Cold World M.O.P.

I learned to survive with illegal guns that know how to hide Homicide ties, baby, yea, I dominates what you tryin to do I wear my hat broke down and play the war when I'm sliding through I gotta crew

Street Life M.O.P.

It give me money and my food and my bills M.O.P. Street life Lyrics dem paid STREET LIFE! Now everybody calls you plus because you got shit made STREET LIFE!

World Famous M.O.P.

to the people that though we'd desert em "Hardcore" was raw but we got more to hurt em Firing Squad all up in your district (last album was foul) but yet some missed it, bet they gon' get with this

Rude Bastard M.O.P.

Done with all the hard times and fucked up livin I see the money bags and I'm on my way to get 'em Can't nuttin stop that but powder sale or prison Is you still down nigga? (hell yeah!)

Brownsville M.O.P.

And you know what that means Niggas be open like they smoking caffeine Looking to do a quick stick, move, and swift With your ___ on your hip Ready to flip Whenever you empty your clip, dip And get

Blow The Horns M.O.P.

the name in the game, whattup doe We still bang, bang, band, whattup doe Up in the spot, you wild black at Down a couple of bottles and party your pants sag It's poppin' off dawg, oh, you gangsta with

Brooklyn M.O.P.

Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn Geah, since these niggaz don't take the day off Your bullshit may not pay off I'mma give you a guide on when you can ride

What the Future Holds M.O.P.

well so I pack tools I lost a lot of loved ones to these streets And lost a lot of loved ones over beef That goes to show these streets haunt ya Look what society created now, a monsta [ chorus: M.O.P

Lifestyles of a Ghetto Child M.O.P.

[LF] What now, let them slugs calm your nerves Let's motivate [BD] Wait, Pacino still chasin [LF] We bringin this home, leave him alone kid he lacin 'em That's how it is when it's time to roll M.O.P

Blood Sweat and Tears M.O.P.

Yo Yo c'mon son Yo they killin em out there son They dyin out there son, word up Yo they killin us son, I'm tellin you Y'all niggas c'mon that's my word Y'all better c'mon Yo wake up son They

Dead & Gone (Battle Version) M.O.P.

Boom Bang (that's my nigga), that's right I told you knuckle build with skil, love you after life And since your death, everythings changed The family ain't the same, shit seems strange I started beef

Dead & Gone M.O.P.

OG Boom Bang that's my nigga, that's right I told you knuckle Bill will still love you after life And since your death, everythings changed The family ain't the same, shit seems strange I started beef with

My Kinda Nigga Part II M.O.P.

(IN YOUR BUSINESS) Yeah (LET THEM NIGGAS KNOW WHAT THIS IS) Lil' Fame: I send my goons at to get ya Hit ya, and take them new jacks down with ya M.O.P.: My kinda nigga!

What I Wanna B M.O.P.

Fame:] This thug thang I do it, drug game influenced Bloodstains and shooters, it's love pain and music BK stand strong all day, uhh Ay your boy carry the weight like John Forte I done got done with

Firing Squad M.O.P.

flinch All F A T emcees lay the bench You rock jewels, we just cruise on your maggot ass Now make a move and we'll squeeze tools at your faggot ass Now, guess who's, back in the place, "kid I missed M.O.P

Sharks In The Water M.O.P.

To get clapped When the heat bang go 'head your brains leakin through your hat I'm a do it like a G though, nigga you know the steelo Hit with a torpedo, stripped like Carlito Hit yo' ass in broad

Crazy M.O.P.

seconds to lose it My shit bang inside of gamblin spots where niggaz throw dice It motivate 'em for the whole night, niggaz be so hype Niggaz already know what my flow like My shit inspire riots with

Bang Time M.O.P.

sonny carson I wash dirty cats through hood laundromats, where they lost at Go home or go hard yeah this is real life warrior shit These other rap dudes corny as shit What'chall know about sidewalks with

Downtown Swinga 96 M.O.P.

Billy Danze: a yo what up sport, guess who back on the scene The human being cannon with the infrared beam before the song move on i'm lettin you know i'm still in the ville and i'm still lettin

Downtown Swinga '96 M.O.P.

Billy Danze: a yo what up sport guess who back on the scene The human being cannon with the infrared beam before the song move on i'm lettin you know i'm still in the ville and i'm still lettin it go So

Downtown Swinga ('96) (Explicit) M.O.P.

Billy Danze: a yo what up sport, guess who back on the scene The human being cannon with the infrared beam before the song move on i'm lettin you know i'm still in the ville and i'm still lettin it go

Ante Up Remix (Feat. Busta Rhymes,Teflon,Remy Martin) M.O.P.

Attention please, attention please This shit here feels like a whole entire WORLD collapsed Motherfucker Busta Rhymes now, M.O.P. now What you want now (What you want now) What you want now (What you want

4 Alarm Blaze M.O.P.

Home-skillet - it's on That rap nigga bust a cap nigga flat nigga Open up your back nigga Rosewood black nigga First family gone brawl It's president's resident, and I'm the first dog You know the M.O.P

Down 4 Whateva M.O.P.

Big niggaz that rap, we bout to get in your ass We done played the background, ay-yo all my peops I'm naming names, fuck it, it's on I'm taking it back to some Brooklyn shit With this ten-man clique

Move Something M.O.P.

Fucking with the best. (Oh yeah, to the death.) Stare into the same ?marked ass? (Firing Squad, nigga.) I know what the fuck I'm talking about.

I'm A Brownsvillian M.O.P.

and I'm diesel, it gets lethal It's Lil' Fame a/k/a Clarence the 5th Beatle I'm kosher, my paradigm is Hebrew It's +Common Sense+ dawg, I do it for +The People+ They don't wanna rap in the session, with

Cold As Ice M.O.P.

ice, You're willing to sacrifice) (You're as cold as ice, You're willing to sacrifice) I'd like to welcome motherfuckers to the back of the mind of Bill See I'm for real When deliverin these M.O.P

Salute M.O.P.

M.O.P. in the house kid BLAU! You knowhatimsayin, check this out Lil Fame's a trigga nigga Billy Danze a trigga nigga Aight?

Handle UR Bizness M.O.P.

Check, check, check Chorus: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH Billy Danze: Handle your business Can't get your grip M.O.P: Can I get a witness?!

Handle Ur Bizness (Explicit) M.O.P.

Check, check, check Chorus: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH Billy Danze: Handle your business Can't get your grip M.O.P: Can I get a witness?!

Illside of Town M.O.P.

itchin Here is where I leave for war in the dump, like Richie Rich It gets a mind blowin situation [one occupation get left] New occupation still my niggas feel they facin death We're jumpin on decks, with

Stick To Ya Gunz M.O.P.

Calling the police, calling the G men Calling all Americans to war on the underworld All I need is money and I'm getting that money, tonight Let's take a slide through the illside of town with this B-Boy

How About Some Hardcore (Explicit) M.O.P.

[ VERSE 1: Billy Danzenie ] (Yeah, we like it raw in the streets) For the fellas on the corner posted up 20 deep With your ifth on your hip, ready to flip Whenever you empty your clip, dip, trip your

Way of the World M.O.P.

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

Fly Nigga Hill Figga (Explicit) M.O.P.

For the peops thats deceased *pause* REST IN PEACE Ya', (Ya') Still with me And I still keep old feel with me I'm dedicated to the game Whether its the streets or this rap thing, I'm gon' maintain A Brooklyn

New Jack City M.O.P.

CHORUS: M.O.P.

Salute A G M.O.P.

They can't stop the thugs, they can't stop the love of the music Tell them motherfuckers salute me Hook Billy DanzeYeah, yeah It's as rugged as you can get it nigga (IT'S) the legends of war (M.O.P.!)

Foundation M.O.P.

are the last generation I was introduced to shootouts, winos Dope fiends, 5-0 Gamblers, scramblers, pan handlers Murderers that took lives just to survive, in 1545 The building, raised as a young nigga With

Anticipation M.O.P.

hard "This is what you waited all year for, the hardcore" Firing Squad, firing hard [Lil Fame] I'm top of the line, realistic, get rocky never smooth [Billy Danze] Ring, ding [LF] Ring ding M.O.P

Salute Part II M.O.P.

Pursuing me, trying to catch me off quard I shrug scars, you see a lot of hoes at thug bars I don't care what these beats my do We'll sun you, plus I see right through Its way it means to me and M.O.P

Nothing 2 Lose M.O.P.

HOOK: Every day is test so all we do is smoke weed and crack brews Kid I aint got Nothing 2 Lose There comes a time in your life that get trife And you're forced to pay dues Kid I aint got Nothing...

Nothin 2 Lose M.O.P.

Every day is test so all we do is smoke weed and crack brewsKid I ain't got nothing 2 loseThere comes a time in your life that get trifeAnd you're forced to pay duesKid I ain't got nothing 2 loseEv...

New York Giants (feat. M.O.P.) (Feat. M.O.P.) Big Punisher

M.O.P. (c'mon, uhh) Big motherfuckin Punisher What'cha gon' do? Uhh.. Terror Squad (yeah) Bronx.. Brook-lawn collabo' Yo, yo, yo.. Ya heard me?