4 Alarm Blaze

M.O.P., Jay-Z, Teflon, TEF

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M.O.P.

M.O.P., short for Mash Out Posse, is an American hip hop duo. The duo, composed of Billy Danze and Lil' Fame, is known for the aggressive delivery typically employed by both emcees. Although they maintain a strong underground following, they are mainly known for the song "Ante Up," released on 2000s Warriorz, and with which they have had mainstream success. The group has frequently collaborated with DJ Premier. Fame sometimes produces under the moniker Fizzy Womack, and has produced a significant number of tracks on all M.O.P. releases since 1996's Firing Squad, as well as work for other artists including Big Noyd, Kool G Rap, Teflon and Wu-Tang Clan. more »


Year:
2003
4:29
96 
#1

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featuring Teflon and Jay Z 

Lil' Fame: 

Seventy five 
Raised on a strip called here brotha hill 
Where guns pop and cops get killed 
This is the place where paranoya 
Destroyin' niggas cash cases mo' try to flash they lawyers 
We're losin' it 
Four fives and knives we be movin' wit 
Caught up in the things that the street game confused you wit 
We're provin' it 
Let it be known if retaliation 
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 status 
In the history of crime and rap we some the baddest 
Word to the mommy 
Any fool try me 
Get hit wit the Llama 
F*ck cuminana 

Chorus - Teflon and Lil' Fame: 2X 

It's a 4 alarm blaze 
Everybody post up next to the stage 
Come on 
You're all welcome to hell's roadway 
First family style 
Buck ass wild 
What ya say 

Billy Danze: 

Get ya man on the jack soldier 
Grip your mac soldier 
FIRST FAMILY 
We're back soldier 
And we have swam through the Brownsville sewers 
The last on the line of our kind CRIME DO'ERS 
Burkowitz MOB STYLE 
Spit fire from my hammer like I wasn't God's child 
Crucify me - but don't deny me 
Or get slit bitch you couldn't slip nothin' by me 
Try me and I'll pop shots like I'm supposed to 
I'm from the field where the covers are unnoticable 
I've noticed a few niggas wantin' my head 
Used my smarts and my secret all are firin' lead (Fire ya lead) 
With all intentions of droppin' a body 
I'm usually nervous so I'm flinchin' when I enter the party 
THE BROWNSVILLE NECTAR 
That bullshit 
Just when you thought it was safe I flipped and hit â??em wit more shit 

Chorus 2X: 

Teflon: 

Introducin' the best kept secret 
It's no sweet shit I sleep wit green beret 
Blaze enemies frequent 
I speak wit authority 
(Black) Perhaps through four to be 
Cap quarterly blazed till it's quiet and orderly 
The gunsmoke make son soak 
The smoke run through the barrel until the gun choke 
Raised cold-hearted and deadly 
Survive wit a nickel-plated tool and jewels old-timer done fed me 
Keep my grip steady 
Squeeze till they drop off 
Make sure all other guns are popped off as heavy 
Blowin some high-tech shit 
Through your projects 
Makin' whatever was in my way easy to di-tect 
I wrecks guys 
Over money gone Saratoga son be in a Columbian necktie 
We don't respects by 
Half-ass niggas 
Blast niggas 
Gas niggas who won't blast 
The sect die 

All: 2X 

Just when you thought it was safe 
The mashed out posse hit you off wit another taste 
Uh (Uh) Uh (Uh) Uh (Uh ) Uh (Uh) 
Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) 

Jay-Z: 

Yeah, uh-huh, what the f*ck 
Two asked quick for bastards to step to 
Leave wounds too drastic for rescue 
When I rock jewels it ain't to impress you 
What the f*ck niggas commentin on my shit fo' 
I'm real - how you think I got rich ho? 
Pack steel - ain't afraid to let a clip go 
I got enough paper to get low 
Come back when the shit blow over get the dough over 
Huh wit the Rover snatch the gat from the clip holder 
Rip through ya shoulder bitch it's Jay-hovah 
I'm too right wit it, too tight wit it 
You light witted but if you're feel ya nice nigga spit it 
Who am I? 
JAY-Z motherfucker 
Do or die 
IN BROWNSVILLE motherfucker 
Blocka, rocka, M.O.P collabo 
Front on us and gats blow ya know? 

Chorus: 2X 

motherfucker

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Written by: FRANK SULLIVAN, LAWRENCE ELLIOTT, JIM PETERIK, JAMAL GRINNAGE, ERIC MURRAY, LYNWOOD STERLING, SHAWN CARTER, SEAN CARTER, FRANKIE M., III SULLIVAN, JAMES M. PETERIK, JAMAL GERARD GRINNAGE

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