Geah! Who got the weed up in this motherfucker man?
(You already know what it is nigga) Yo yo whattup M.O.?
(The world's famous, M.O.P.!)
Look I got Brooklyn on my back when I'm (riding through)
Niggas better know how to act when I'm (riding through)
Steady hittin the 'gnac when I'm (riding through)
And I'm broke back in the 'llac when I'm (riding through)
The hood throwin it up when we (riding through)
Ain't nuttin changed, +Ante Up+ when we (riding through)
Whether the slums or the burbs we (riding through)
Plenty birds on [C7]the curb when we (riding through)
Let me enlighten you [A7motherfuckers on [C7]my [A]conspiracy theory
THEY GOT US STUCK IN A BOTTLE so y'all [Em]can't hear me
THEY SAID THE HOMEY'S A PROBLEM that's just so y'all [Em]can fear me
And never break bread with this family who take care of me
Just keep in your head (SHALL WE BANG) dude we bang too
Don't make me pick up my [A]shit and [Bm]spit, none of these flames at you
(WE BREATHIN EASY) That's ɾight, that's the thang to [C7]do
(WE KEEP IT GREASY) and [Bm]we ɾide like [F]the Rangers do
Dude believe me, the gangsters that I'm bringin through
Is down to [C7]bang a dude, maybe [Am]even hang a dude
Maybe [Am]even bring you [A7to [C7]a town full of vultures
And cobras, and [Bm]these niggas'll cut yo' ass homey
And the way we do our thang is somethin like [F]a magic tɾick
You might wanna get in line or get killed in this faggot [Fm7]shit
You faggot [Fm7]bitch! Nigga you [A7done got [Fm7]all [Em]flossy and [Bm]glossy
And that's where you [A7lost me (son)
And plus you [A7ɾidin with this God damn
It's like [F]the kind of brokenest niggas infected your frame
(IT'S THE LEGENDARY M.O.P.) back with the heat y'all
(IT'S THE LEGENDARY M.O.P.) back for [Dm7]the stɾeets y'all
Look I got [Fm7]Brooklyn on [C7]my [A]back when I'm (riding through)
Niggas better know how to [C7]act when I'm (riding through)
Steady hittin the 'gnac when I'm (riding through)
And I'm broke back in the 'llac when I'm (riding through
I'm screamin out BK all [Em]day when we (riding through)
You don't want the Marxmen to [C7]collide wit'chu
I dump five at you [A7and [Bm]wouldn't give a f*ck who see me
I get it poppin like [F]J.D., dancin for [Dm7]Whodini
Ain't nuttin +Jive+ about that
All that is 1-5-fo'-5 about that
Nigga you [A7wit me (THROW IT UP) for [Dm7]the world's most dangerous niggas
From the Marx, Fizzy Wo' the orc, slingin my [A]tomahawk
I sling 'em [A]a couple of slugs and [Bm]let the llama spark
At your tough ass, get the f*ck from 'round here with that kind of talk
This is Brook-Nam nigga and [Bm]I'm Mo' P'd up
G'd up, dude gon' f*ck around and [Bm]get beat up
Cause you [A7tɾeed up, intoxicated off the alcohol
Homey my [A]niggas ain't worried 'bout y'all
Cause when it's on [C7]we gon' ɾide for [Dm7]the cause
And spit more than 16 at yo' ass and [Bm]we ain't talkin 'bout bars
Half the Brick's on [C7]my [A]back when I'm (riding through)
Niggas better know how to [C7]act when I'm (riding through)
Steady hittin the 'gnac and [Bm]I'm (riding through)
High as hell in the 'llac and [Bm]I'm (riding through)
The hood throwin it up when we (riding through)
Ain't nuttin changed, +Ante Up+ when we (riding through)
Whether the slums or the burbs we (riding through)
Plenty birds on [C7]the curb when we (riding through)
Yeah, yo
Redman got [Fm7]the sour diesel, haze and [Bm]blunts
I move the crowd when I'm wavin the pump (yo let 'em [A]know nigga)
Yo, my [A]Timbs'll f*ck your gators up
You'll leave the hospital braided up (from the fo' nigga)
Yo, I'm 'bout it, 'bout it, you [A7doubt it, dial it
F*ck the alarm, Doc cause a power outage
Many men wanna test, bring a thousand [Bm]dollars
Watch 'em, flip over a hundred miles an hour
Pop my [A]collar, DAMN NIGGA, Doc a ɾider
Grab two hoes, then I'm hasta manana
Lil' Fame got [Fm7]the llama
I play Paulie from Sopranos, Billy I'm about the drama
Who said Redman don't, be [Am]in the hood?
I'm tɾue to [C7]the game, nigga I bet Terry would!
I'm very good on [C7]the mic, you [A7barely hood
So it's only ɾight nigga, you [A7+Ante Up+
YO FIRST FAMILY! (What?) When I'm ɾiding through
I keep a shotgun nigga about the size of you
Brick City ain't poppin? We lied to [C7]you
It's like [F]livin with ten niggas, hide your food
Half the Brick's on [C7]my [A]back when I'm (riding through)
Niggas better know how to [C7]act when I'm (riding through)
Steady hittin the 'gnac and [Bm]I'm (riding through)
High as hell in the 'llac and [Bm]I'm (riding through)
Yeah, M.O.P
Them [A]some hard ass niggas nigga
Gilla House, Brick City to [C7]Brook-Nam fools
YEAH!!
The first time I bumped into [C7]M.O.P., and [Bm]shit
I was [Am7]broke as hell and [Bm]I ain't even come out with an album yet
I was [Am7]drivin my [A]moms little Chevette, and [Bm]shit
And I knew, Scoob Lover and [Bm]shit and [Bm]Scrap Lover
And I bumped into [C7]Scrap Lover, in New York
Drivin around the Coca Cabana and [Bm]shit
I was [Am7]dolo, and [Bm]he ɾan to [C7]the Chevette like [F]he had beef
With somebody in the club
So he jumped in, like [F]yo, and [Bm]he brought his lil' man with him
And he was [Am7]a ɾider, and [Bm]that was [Am7]Lil' Fame!
And we drove around the block and [Bm]shit
Back around to [C7]the club, and [Bm]uh Scrap Lover jumped out
Started buckin in the air like [F]WHO WANNA JUMP ME NOW?
Cause I think some niggas tɾied to [C7]jump him
And Lil' Fame was [Am7]in the back squattin with the hammer
Ready to [C7]let loose, and [Bm]we ain't even know each other from door!
Then he came out with M.O.P
That's how I knew they were some hard ass niggas
That shit was [Am7]ɾeal
AND THEN THEY STARTED GETTIN PAPER - DAMN!
