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don't like the dope up his nose, he take it by the mouth
When I come across some real za I smoke it by the ounce
Yeah, I'm Grabba K, I keep a baby K

down, now I'm selling it
I'm intelligent, the way that I'm accepted
By every class of people, so I'mma teach a lesson

Make a decision, make a decision

perfect passion
Passed the points of pens
This was all cause
A nigga had to circumvent
Pictures brought up
By people that can't see the end
Reached

Downtown Swinga ['96]

M.O.P.

Firing Squad

1996

The family
It's M.O.P
The world famous D-A-N-Z-INIE
Use your lethal and a swift
Never the game, cause game is partially gift, but partially lame
Bringin'

finna fly
Always been that nigga, been that guy
For my brothers, you know I'm finna ride

Fuck all that shit my nigga
Yeah we finna get dark my niggas

Believe it cause the life he created's corrupted
So many evil parasites committing crime, never busted
Man, who snitched on you today will be gone by

Hop out of the van I got all my guns blazing
Ima empty out the clip inside yo body yeah I'm lasing
Said you wanted all the smoke you didn't know what

Uh Gang, Uh Gang, Uh Gang, Gang, Gang
Uh Gang, Uh Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
Uh yeah

Pull up with a mop i'm tryna clean a nigga block out
Like guitar

Warfare

M.O.P.

Body of the Life Force

2000

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Now it's about to be talked about

You're gettin' slapped by my grammar
Vocals like a hammer with roots from Alabama
I'm under

know
I'm finna keep it hushed
I'm headlining the show
The promoter know I keep it tucked
Cause it ain't going up, not in this club
Bitch I'm heatin' up

with change
I might just get up and fuck up the game
I don't wanna talk to you, you niggas lame
Um, yea
Diamond that water my wrist and my rollie
All

(drugs and depression) 2x

*EastSide
Drugs and Depression
My niggas be flexing, 
We be counting all this chicken
Fucking up my mother dishes
Whipped it up

it’s sweet like icing 40 in my reach she’s a Pisces
And she yellow with a body like a bike seat reaching all in my jeans
Reaching for the right thing she

Returns

NF

The Search

2019

all of your dreams
Hold 'em hostage and watch 'em scream (ah!)

Rap aside, I am what I advertise
Don't matter how you put it, we live
Then we have

be too soft

Red on da nose uh da stick
Like Rudolph

And I don't know none uh you niggaz
Dey acting surprised
I'm looking like who y'all

Don't fuck

the shit when I need it
cin't living life for your standards, I'm a motherfucking genius
I believe I am a God, drinking the blood of Jesus
Mop it with Wonder

And I got these Balmain's on me
I got that thang on me case niggas think it's a stain on me
And I got all these chains on me
I let it hang on me
You

New York Giants

M.O.P.

Yeeeah Baby [Clean]

2000

How about some, fuck that, look nigga, you know the name
It's the 1, slash, 718, slash
M, dot, O, dot, P, dot, First Family, dot
Boogie Down,

get paid, money all I want
They say, Main Dog, how you dripping with that sauce
Watch where you walk, you might slip, you need that mop

They say, Main

thumb out her ass, and had shit on it
I know she feel it all in her arteries
I paint her face like an artist
She smokin' on D like Marlboros
I need me

See how Cardi got em talkin homie
To da chase i said my matrimony
That ima get it even by my lonely
Speakers knocking erry body know me
Approach with

Find you
You can't run
You can't hide
We gone find you
It's gone be a homicide
When we find you
You can't run
You can't hide
We gone find you
It's

don't mess with me or my gang
Cause we pull up with the
Choppa' and we swang
Not rae Sremmurd, but you know how we do it?
He in my face and you know Ima

he'll be home
Sometimes I wish I could write all my songs but I don't, I be speaking 'bout thoughts on The low
Hate the days when it really just snow