Lyrics Language: Scots Song writer/composer(s): Booker Jones, William Bell
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M.O.P.Warriorz Lyrics:
Yeah
(Ooh shit)
You know who the fuck this is?
It's the hardest, spittin'
M.O.P.
Warrior, come out and play nigga
I'm callin' ya, what you say nigga?
All of ya, lead the way nigga
I'm warning ya, fuck it, todays the day nigga
Warrior, yes come out and play nigga
I'm callin' ya, uh, what you say nigga?
All of ya, yeah, lead the way nigga
I'm warning ya, uh, todays the day nigga
Well, if ya backdrop pedal kick, niggaz betta get in the clear
Ain't nobody stoppin' this here dude, you click is mad thick
Fuckin' my dog here keep thinkin' I'ma bitchin'
And fuckin' 'em right here in the middle of the street
Can see the rhythm beat and when I'm blazin' my heat
You know it ain't nothin' sweet
I'm betrayed by them old timerz, I know you know
I still throw it down for the fear, for real
(For sho)
Burned down your empire, physicnantal school
When I jump about the roof with a cuh yah
(Fire)
Got a gift for you, you like presents?
Let's keep in mind every gift is in the blessin'
I hope your motherfuckin' insurance is paid up
I put you in the box, are you chillin'? Blade up
You heard me tell 'em blade up as the bright light blind ya
Free of flowin' them bitches is comin' right behind ya
Warrior, come out and play nigga
I'm callin' ya, uh, what you say nigga?
All of ya, fuck it, lead the way nigga
I'm warning ya, yeah, todays the day nigga
Warrior, yes, come out and play nigga
I'm callin' ya, uh, what you sat nigga?
All of ya, fuck it, lead the way nigga
I'm warning ya, ah, todays the day nigga
I heard ya ass ringin' up for months
On a beat machine with a ship bag and a RV
Try me motherfucker, keep talkin' shit like I'm parrot up
Put metal when your capital, you're sittin' of a [unverified]
Twenty four years of pain, bitch Fame is a loner
I've finished up school in the streets, fuck a diploma
Game over nigga, that's a fact bitch
Tell it ain't inadequate, the level wanna track bitch
I back bitch, see I'm a veteran get your medal in
(Ah)
Meet me on the corner or you black so will you settle this?
I hope your family got love for you soldier
'Cuz one of them gonna be your organ donor
(For real)
Look here, I reckon hollow point slow, dive at 'em, live at 'em
Cocked back and spit five at 'em
(Rock it now)
Whole teeth puttin' it work
I'll knock the sole out your motherfuckin' ass
And put your body in the earth
(Set 'em straight)
Let's see how many of you motherfuckers hold weight
Crimination got my niggaz on a mission
Erh walk through on ya, talk to on ya
(Fire, fire)
Niggaz it's the one man arsenal
(They don't wanna watchin' you!)
Ain't no tellin' what a nigga with heart will do
I master the art of war, step to niggaz up
That sent me automatics, squeezin' the fo' fo'
I'm from Brownsville, dude
I ain't gotta remind you niggaz where I'm from
When you cowards ridin' your kinda niggaz
And Lord knows I raise Hell to the best of my ability
It ain't no motherfuckin' killin' me
You feelin' me? Motherfucker pay homage
I put down down the rules of Ms. Watt criminal carnage
I have your ass hypernatin'
Just for fuckin' with Mr. fo' five when he relax and vacatin'
I'ma hunt for you, put my gun for you, get back
Fuck a orange vest, just my weapon on a six-pack
(Pack)
Ville, that's how we do down here
(Browns kill)
You come fuck around here, Brooklyn
Warrior, come out and play nigga
I'm callin' ya, uh, what you say nigga?
All of ya, shesh, lead the way nigga
I'm warning ya, fuck it, todays the day nigga
Warrior uh, come out and play nigga
I'm callin' ya, shesh, what you say nigga?
All of ya, fuck it, lead the way nigga
I'm warning ya, ah, todays the day nigga
Ha, ha, ha, have I told you I forgot, yeah
To be your lover have I told you that's it, now is all
Uh, salute you motherfuckin' venom, uh
You motherfuckin' venom, get back
You motherfuckin'
Where the bag? Where the bag?
Where the bag? where the bag?
You motherfuckers is garbage
When the fuck? Where the fuck?
What the fuck? Uh
(You motherfuckers is comic)
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
(What the fucker)
Yeah
To be your lover have I told you
Have I told you, yeah, yeah
Lover, sorry, be your lover
Have I told you, have I told you
Have I told you I forgot to be your lover
Have I told you
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