Текст (слова) песни: M.O.P. - First Family 4 Lif

Check, check, check

Chorus:
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Billy Danze: Handle your business
Can`t get your grip
M.O.P: Can I get a witness?!
Lil` Fame: Ghetto people, your dreams have now been fulfilled
Grip your steel
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Billy Danze: Handle your business
Can`t get your grip
M.O.P: Can I get a witness?!
Lil` Fame: Ghetto people, your dreams have now been fulfilled
Back out your steel

Rah*echoes*

Verse one: Lil` Fame

What the rawdog feelin?
An author like, Terry McMillan
The cat that, maniac
My fam dark as death in less than a minute
(The world stop spinnin)
The Rapid FIRING SQUAD
Keep on mix fire and (hard to kill)
Loud wires and bombs, firing arms
Look, we all for it
Its the dutch burning herbalice
Gallon drinkin alcoholics
Walk through your toughest pack of goons with my chain out
Kept it real ever since the first jam came out
FIRST FAMILY turned this whole rap game out
Sheisty individuals, tryin to wipe my name out
But they don`t fuck around cause they know I back that thing out
And try to mark em off when the gun shots ring out
And in the myst of black, kid I`ma try to wipe they name out
And keep on dubbin till I break a fucking spring out

Chorus

Verse two: Billy Danze

You motherfuckas better raise up (they already did)
WHO THAT? The `87 stick up kids (we`re back!)
I`m hopin that your focused on the side
Cause frontin on me and my, mad niggaz die
Is this hiphop? Hell no, this is war
I`ve been trying to tell you that since ? rocked some hardcore
You don`t listen. See, gee
I`m on a mission. Look, be
They gonna find your ass missing
Ever since me and Fame came, we maintained
A strange, but a strong game
(That can`t change!)
The real ghetto bad shit for blastin, subtractin
Those that ain`t matchin my fashion I`m mashin
(Retality`s real) Fatality`s ill
When your stash in my path then your stash is a raw deal
(Clap, clap) Get your gat
(Buckabuckabubububububububuckabucka) blow, blow, get the fuck back

Chorus

Verse Three:

Lil` Fame: FACE MINE Cause I`m here
Dog its` all clear
Rap jewels put it on my baseline from a snare
Then the wanna doubt The Kid
Who analyze this whole fucking shit?
Trying to make somethin out of it
Explode quicker than landmines
M.O.P. tapes make earthquakes and cause landslides
Bump this in your Lex coupe
Or your Lex hoop
Danze, finish em, twenty-one gun salute
(The Crew)

Billy Danze: How many niggas runnin with me? *pause* (this few)
A hundred niggaz gunnin with me *pause* (to shoot)
Firing Squad, draw blood on the enemy
At point-blank range, deliverin the penalty
AIN`T NOTHING BUT THE THUGS
Slangin out hollow slugs
(Nigga), anti-love keepin it real (Thug, let em slide today)
I`m known best for leavin em stretchin like Doc Holliday
Salute! *main beat stops, baseline continues*
*beat comes back in*

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Все тексты песен: M.O.P.
» M.O.P. - On the Front Line
» M.O.P. - Fly Nigga Hill Figga *
» M.O.P. - Ring Ding
» M.O.P. - Way of the World
» M.O.P. - How About Some Hardcore
» M.O.P. - Anticipation
» M.O.P. - Top of the Line
» M.O.P. - Nig-Gotiate
» M.O.P. - Face Off
» M.O.P. - Cold World
» M.O.P. - Down 4 Whateva
» M.O.P. - Background Niggaz
» M.O.P. - My Kinda Nigga Part II
» M.O.P. - World Famous
» M.O.P. - Blue Steel
» M.O.P. - Warriorz
» M.O.P. - Born 2 Kill
» M.O.P. - Cold as Ice
» M.O.P. - Stick To Ya Gunz
» M.O.P. - Handle UR Bizness


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: M.O.P. - First Family 4 Lif Check, check, check Chorus: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH Billy Danze: Handle your business Can`t get your grip M.O.P: Can I get a witness?! Lil` Fame: Ghetto people, your dreams have now been fulfilled Grip your steel AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH Billy Danze: Handle your business Can`t get your grip M.O.P: Can I get a witness?! Lil` Fame: Ghetto people, your dreams have now been fulfilled Back out your steel Rahechoes Verse one: Lil` Fame What the rawdog feelin? An author like, Terry McMillan The cat that, maniac My fam dark as death in less than a minute (The world stop spinnin) The Rapid FIRING SQUAD Keep on mix fire and (hard to kill) Loud wires and bombs, firing arms Look, we all for it Its the dutch burning herbalice Gallon drinkin alcoholics Walk through your toughest pack of goons with my chain out Kept it real ever since the first jam came out FIRST FAMILY turned this whole rap game out Sheisty individuals, tryin to wipe my name out But they don`t fuck around cause they know I back that thing out And try to mark em off when the gun shots ring out And in the myst of black, kid I`ma try to wipe they name out And keep on dubbin till I break a fucking spring out Chorus Verse two: Billy Danze You motherfuckas better raise up (they already did) WHO THAT? The `87 stick up kids (we`re back!) I`m hopin that your focused on the side Cause frontin on me and my, mad niggaz die Is this hiphop? Hell no, this is war I`ve been trying to tell you that since ? rocked some hardcore You don`t listen. See, gee I`m on a mission. Look, be They gonna find your ass missing Ever since me and Fame came, we maintained A strange, but a strong game (That can`t change!) The real ghetto bad shit for blastin, subtractin Those that ain`t matchin my fashion I`m mashin (Retality`s real) Fatality`s ill When your stash in my path then your stash is a raw deal (Clap, clap) Get your gat (Buckabuckabubububububububuckabucka) blow, blow, get the fuck back Chorus Verse Three: Lil` Fame: FACE MINE Cause I`m here Dog its` all clear Rap jewels put it on my baseline from a snare Then the wanna doubt The Kid Who analyze this whole fucking shit? Trying to make somethin out of it Explode quicker than landmines M.O.P. tapes make earthquakes and cause landslides Bump this in your Lex coupe Or your Lex hoop Danze, finish em, twenty-one gun salute (The Crew) Billy Danze: How many niggas runnin with me? pause (this few) A hundred niggaz gunnin with me pause (to shoot) Firing Squad, draw blood on the enemy At point-blank range, deliverin the penalty AIN`T NOTHING BUT THE THUGS Slangin out hollow slugs (Nigga), anti-love keepin it real (Thug, let em slide today) I`m known best for leavin em stretchin like Doc Holliday Salute! main beat stops, baseline continues beat comes back in Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни First Family 4 Lif: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/12955.html Все тексты песен: M.O.P. » M.O.P. - On the Front Line » M.O.P. - Fly Nigga Hill Figga * » M.O.P. - Ring Ding » M.O.P. - Way of the World » M.O.P. - How About Some Hardcore » M.O.P. - Anticipation » M.O.P. - Top of the Line » M.O.P. - Nig-Gotiate » M.O.P. - Face Off » M.O.P. - Cold World » M.O.P. - Down 4 Whateva » M.O.P. - Background Niggaz » M.O.P. - My Kinda Nigga Part II » M.O.P. - World Famous » M.O.P. - Blue Steel » M.O.P. - Warriorz » M.O.P. - Born 2 Kill » M.O.P. - Cold as Ice » M.O.P. - Stick To Ya Gunz » M.O.P. - Handle UR Bizness Рекомендуем скачать: » Михаил Неволин - Об эволюции » Максим Дунаевский - Не всех без исключенья » Марина Самаркина - Целуй меня, целуй... » Мария Зайцева - Вера и любовь » Машина Времени - Когда ее нет » Муслим Магомаев - Надежда » Машина Времени - Посвящение забору » Мария Кочеткова - Колыбельная » Михаил Башаков - Феномен живых » Мария Гескина - Нет, я не родилась под созвездием Гончих... » Михаил Володин - Марш новобранцев » Михаил Щербаков - Ночной дозор » Михаил Круг - Фраер » Михаил Шелег - Новый русский (Люська) » Михаил Круг - Искры в камине » Михаил Круг - Письмо маме » Машина Времени - Я дам тебе (знать) » Михаил Володин - В Америку » Марина Дреганова - Гостья » Михаил Кочетков - Папуас
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