Blow The Horns M.O.P.

stacks I'm rollin in the Presidential lane, I ain't playin' I still do it with Foxx, still do it with Tef Still do it with Fame still do it to death I Blow the horns on 'em, blow the horns on 'em

Salute A G M.O.P.

Boss Hog in this bitch Yo I know a couple of Bloods, I know a couple of Crips And they don't C-Walk, all them niggas do is this... ... blow smoke up in the air Fuck your bottle, put your cups in the air

Handle UR Bizness M.O.P.

Check, check, check Chorus: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH Billy Danze: Handle your business Can't get your grip M.O.P: Can I get a witness?!

Handle Ur Bizness (Explicit) M.O.P.

Check, check, check Chorus: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH Billy Danze: Handle your business Can't get your grip M.O.P: Can I get a witness?!

World Famous M.O.P.

It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherfuckin house?) NO QUESTION!

4 Alarm Blaze M.O.P.

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

Ride With Us M.O.P.

damn near a whole decade To the death, til the Firng Squad, cop the next tape Brownsville slugger, knucka up in the house Had a rumble with the Grim Reaper, knuckled it out This aint for you big willies

Move Something M.O.P.

Fucking with the best. (Oh yeah, to the death.) Stare into the same ?marked ass? (Firing Squad, nigga.) I know what the fuck I'm talking about.

What I Wanna B M.O.P.

with deadly croons, ducked shots from deadly goons Pulled capers, stacked paper, like the Daily News Can't stop me, young successful O.G.

Illside of Town M.O.P.

my niggas feel they facin death We're jumpin on decks, with the jumpers at the tire BLAU!

Anticipation M.O.P.

the line, realistic, get rocky never smooth [Billy Danze] Ring, ding [LF] Ring ding M.O.P. comin through [BD] Guns and roses, hit 'em, hit 'em up kid, for real [LF] Say what, say what, say what, I'm

Brownsville M.O.P.

Brownsville's the place where crews seem the livest Cops get knocked down body counts' only rising Them streets look - Full to ya! Villains look - Poor to ya! Them niggas'll - Slaughter ya!

Way of the World M.O.P.

Chorus: M.O.P.: Its the way of the world, right? (Aaaah) Billy Danze: Can't nobody change The way them thug niggaz do they thing M.O.P.: Its the way of the world, right?

Street Life M.O.P.

It give me money and my food and my bills M.O.P. Street life Lyrics dem paid STREET LIFE! Now everybody calls you plus because you got shit made STREET LIFE!

Foundation M.O.P.

drugs and heavy drinkin' Had my old man sinkin' Now you never seen the Danze cry But the day that man died My life came crumblin' down like a landslide Damn pride, now I'm in the zone Wonderin' how long

Firing Squad M.O.P.

squeeze tools at your faggot ass Now, guess who's, back in the place, "kid I missed M.O.P" Hey I'm sorry you had to wait G In '93 you barely heard us in the crowd So we eject from select, and now

I Luv M.O.P.

Blowin holes through the project doors in ?knive wars?, nigga I love the feeling, and the rush that I get From ?Sam?

Fly Nigga Hill Figga (Explicit) M.O.P.

To the history of rap From the history, of street misery The Brownsville, Brooklyn, Vietnamese (William and) Womack, pa It's known that you get your shit blown back, pa The Hill is still real, we own that

Sharks In The Water M.O.P.

[Chorus: Billy Danze] Nobody told me it was (SHARKS) in the water So I'm a fuck around and spit (SPARKS) through the water It's frigidly cold and (DARK) in the water And I don't wanna hear when a (

When Death Becomes U (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. 50 Cent) M.O.P.

Hahahahahaaa Yeah Nigga The Smoke of New York Get up Come On Ah - There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you Some say your soul may burn in the flame So front if you want to, but niggaz who

Downtown Swinga 96 M.O.P.

Billy Danze: a yo what up sport, guess who back on the scene The human being cannon with the infrared beam before the song move on i'm lettin you know i'm still in the ville and i'm still lettin

Downtown Swinga ('96) (Explicit) M.O.P.

Billy Danze: a yo what up sport, guess who back on the scene The human being cannon with the infrared beam before the song move on i'm lettin you know i'm still in the ville and i'm still lettin it go

Downtown Swinga '96 M.O.P.

Billy Danze: a yo what up sport guess who back on the scene The human being cannon with the infrared beam before the song move on i'm lettin you know i'm still in the ville and i'm still lettin it go So

Crazy M.O.P.

Fuck, what the fuck huh? DO IT! Yeah, yeah... C'mon!

Lifestyles of a Ghetto Child M.O.P.

they slide [LF] True dat, you get the front, I creep from the side Take 'em down, soon as you hit the dough, let your shit go I figured that them young punks was scheming from the get go BLAU!

Cold World M.O.P.

true thugs on the back lot Post up at the biggest crack spots Raised around killers so eventually I popped shots (Make em feel your real) Niggaz stop playin on the real Fuck around you get your death

Stick To Ya Gunz M.O.P.

Calling the police, calling the G men Calling all Americans to war on the underworld All I need is money and I'm getting that money, tonight Let's take a slide through the illside of town with this B-Boy

Born 2 Kill M.O.P.

off shots at fools To avoid these obstacles I roll deep, me and my nigga Llama With about seven niggas thats up in the clip to bring the drama Homicide, take a ride in the hearse Enemies out to hit

Salute M.O.P.

M.O.P. in the house kid BLAU! You knowhatimsayin, check this out Lil Fame's a trigga nigga Billy Danze a trigga nigga Aight?

Ante Up Remix (Feat. Busta Rhymes,Teflon,Remy Martin) M.O.P.

Attention please, attention please This shit here feels like a whole entire WORLD collapsed Motherfucker Busta Rhymes now, M.O.P. now What you want now (What you want now) What you want now (What you want

Stop Pushin M.O.P.

Gangsta boogie with the Famesta Famesta boogie with the gangsta, gangsta [Lil' Fame] I gets gangsta big now with it!

Salute Part II M.O.P.

Pursuing me, trying to catch me off quard I shrug scars, you see a lot of hoes at thug bars I don't care what these beats my do We'll sun you, plus I see right through Its way it means to me and M.O.P

Blood Sweat and Tears M.O.P.

town: Brownsville The place: The Ill Follow the trail of resh blood drips you'll end up on my bricks The Marks: Home of the warrior thrown home Our true thugs that's dead and gone In the hills most

Forever And Always M.O.P.

in the hood With a dusty-ass .38, increase the murder rate (BLAOW!)

New York Salute M.O.P.

Chorus: Lil' Fame Primetime (New York, New York) That's the place where the soldiers die (New York, New York) That's the ghetto nigga's feelings (New York, New York) That's the niggas that multiply

How About Some Hardcore (Explicit) M.O.P.

Enforcer' I move with M.O.P.'

Bang Time M.O.P.

as shit What'chall know about sidewalks with bloodstains, coroner shit +cold as ice+ on some foreigner shit Raised on the dark side, baptized in dirty water The murder marx side, dark skies to early

Nothing 2 Lose M.O.P.

streets told me to murder ya I got some shit in the stash for your ass That'll make a mathematician need a computer for the aftermath Since you wake it's too scary G, but it don't worry me Always

Rude Bastard M.O.P.

You a legend nigga Nigga you are a legend nigga, c'mon I know the pain, I know about hard times and all the sorrow I know the strip, I know the breaks, I know the hits That's the b.k. motto, been

My Kinda Nigga Part II M.O.P.

[Heather B] Holler the fuck out. Henny up. Yo, Fox, you know how it goes, with hydro. Uh, uh, uh... Some niggas done betrayed me in the worst way, what the fuck?

Brooklyn M.O.P.

Bushwick, Bed-Stuy, Crown Heights, East New York Across the 'Ville, Coney Island, Red Hook All downtown Brooklyn, man, it's G's around here Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn Brooklyn, Brooklyn

New Jack City M.O.P.

CHORUS: M.O.P.

Down 4 Whateva M.O.P.

bring it to your ass raw I flipped the word around, nigga, this means WAR Yo, fuck that, Brooklyn's on the map forever To Billy and Fame, I hope you niggaz down for whatever With Mike, go get the

What the Future Holds M.O.P.

first chapter, passin these stages But the book is wider and its a lot more pages The game changed, people got foul And the same little chuch boy is buckwild Runnin wit my homeboys from three three

I'm A Brownsvillian M.O.P.

"All I wanted to do was rhyme nigga You know say mic check 1-2-1-2-1-2 Turn my mic up, check one two And the rest of that old punk shit Motherfuckers just ain't care Like I ain't, like I ain't really

Cold As Ice M.O.P.

(You're willing to sacrifice) Word the fuck UP! (You're as cold as ice) You're ICE!

Nothin 2 Lose M.O.P.

wack crews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose What I got to lose when my pops is gone So many of my peers died that my heart been torn Too much pressure, stress ya, that's why I'm a young ass man Grippin' the

Dead & Gone (Battle Version) M.O.P.

Intro: Firing Squad...To the Death Hook: When I'm dead and gone, you won't be alone When I'm dead and gone Verse 1: O.G.

Dead & Gone M.O.P.

Firing Squad To the Death When I'm dead and gone, you won't be alone When I'm dead and gone OG Boom Bang that's my nigga, that's right I told you knuckle Bill will still love you after life And since your

Warfare (Feat. M.O.P.) Afu-Ra

out crews of bad dudes for nothin Or cuz they frontin, they corny style, I show 'em somethin A buck fifty ear to ear smash and fear I'm scrubbin down, this hip hop shit's infested Too many niggas sexin the