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

[ Billy Danzenie ] How about some hardcore? (Yeah, we like it raw!) (4x) How about some hardcore?

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?!

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

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 yo, Crews with your official rap dues got genovese sayin who the fuck is that dude the family its M.O.P

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

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

chicas try to disrespect the rap in you I got gratitude, baby I ain't mad at you I bet you that pussy is stink as your attitude Hold that down, As I step off, no frown Keep that pretty smile, like always Some

Anticipation M.O.P.

HOOK: [KRS sample, MCs Act Like They Don't Know] "This is what you waited all year for, the hardcore" Firing Squad, firing hard "This is what you waited all year for, the hardcore" Firing Squad,

World Famous M.O.P.

to the people that though we'd desert em "Hardcore" was raw but we got more to hurt em Firing Squad all up in your district (last album was foul) but yet some missed it, bet they gon' get with this

What the Future Holds M.O.P.

about some real niggas Niggas doin real things aight So let me get to the first page and Ill break it down like this Chapter one [ Lil Fame ] I was a young child, lost, went to church on Sundays

New Jack City M.O.P.

CHORUS: M.O.P.

Nothing 2 Lose M.O.P.

of my peeps died that my heart been torn Too much pressure, stress ya, that's why I'm a young ass man Grippin the trigga and not afraid to let my gun blast My bitch rather die than snake, that is some

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?!

Firing Squad M.O.P.

flinch All F A T emcees lay the bench You rock jewels, we just cruise on your maggot ass Now make a move and we'll squeeze tools at your faggot ass Now, guess who's, back in the place, "kid I missed M.O.P

Illside of Town M.O.P.

Murder niggas Get down for your crown Murder, murder motherfuckers [Billy Danze] Ayo, Handle UR Bizness now [you might not get the chance later] Some kinda way every day the passion for bustin your

Nothin 2 Lose M.O.P.

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 trigga and not afraid to let my gun blast My bitch rather die than snake, that is some

Born 2 Kill M.O.P.

it real Cause niggaz were born to kill [Lil Fame] Here comes the Brownsville slugger, motherfucker I bust off shots at fools To avoid these obstacles I roll deep, me and my nigga Llama With about

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?

BK To LA (Explicit Version) (Feat. M.O.P.) Xzibit

Yeah, yeahhh (yeah) yeahhh, yeahhh M.O.P.! Uhh (X to the Z) Yeah baby, that's right, you know how we do it One time, X, where you at my nigga? FIYAHHHH!!!!

My Kinda Nigga Part II M.O.P.

Yo, Fox, you know how it goes, with hydro. Uh, uh, uh... Some niggas done betrayed me in the worst way, what the fuck? I pray for their day, no luck They cobras, and they die, Fame, no what?

Salute Part II M.O.P.

"Yeah, they talkin about rap." "We don't rap, its not about rap we livin it what they talkin about. It's not about college or what you read in a newspaper or magazine.

I'm A Brownsvillian M.O.P.

HO, HO, HO) Yo I'm a Brownsvillain, chillin and I don't give a fuck About a killin cause I'm still in effect when you're illin (come on!

I Luv M.O.P.

Wessun caressin (First Family) With the Desert Storm impression The lesson: I advise if your not ready to ride on the homicide side, nigga slide Chorus [Freddie Foxxx] I love beats that are hardcore

Forever And Always M.O.P.

Yeah This for all them motherfuckers that forgot about the Mo' Peez I'mma tell you this (Think of me, I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm lonely) I'm still in the hood, come find me nigga Y'all niggas need to (come and

New York Salute M.O.P.

in the Bronx where the people are fresh People are blessed, with slugs that'll eat through your vest Boriquas for heaters (Down to bust) And them New Jers' niggas is down with us I know you heard about

Downtown Swinga 96 M.O.P.

before the song move on i'm lettin you know i'm still in the ville and i'm still lettin it go So yo, Crews with your official rap dues got genovese sayin who the fuck is that dude the family its M.O.P

Downtown Swinga '96 M.O.P.

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 yo Crews with your official rap dues got genovese sayin who the fuck is that dude the family its M.O.P

Down 4 Whateva M.O.P.

Big niggaz that rap, we bout to get in your ass We done played the background, ay-yo all my peops I'm naming names, fuck it, it's on I'm taking it back to some Brooklyn shit With this ten-man clique

Cold World M.O.P.

eventually I popped shots (Make em feel your real) Niggaz stop playin on the real Fuck around you get your death wish from Bill(D-yea) This cat sucker got the wrong idea (He came a long damn way) How

Bang Time M.O.P.

I'm the son of sonny carson I wash dirty cats through hood laundromats, where they lost at Go home or go hard yeah this is real life warrior shit These other rap dudes corny as shit What'chall know about

Foundation M.O.P.

illegal 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

Sharks In The Water M.O.P.

So ONE TIME for my niggaz in the background From the door the treacherous nigga we back down I'm anxious to see how you motherfuckers act now VROOM VROOM VROOM VROOM... how does that sound?

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

The family ain't the same, shit seems strange I started beef with you, use to eat with you Sleep with you, creep with you, I got use to seeing you But I ain't smashed up, I ain't mad at cha I know some

Dead & Gone M.O.P.

changed The family ain't the same, shit seems strange I started beef with you, use to eat with you Sleep with you, creep with you, I got use to seeing you But I ain't smashed up, I ain't mad at cha I know some

4 Alarm Blaze M.O.P.

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

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!

The Hussle (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. M.O.P.) (Explicit Ver.) Mr. Cheeks

Cheeks, M.O.P, Big Fame and Billy mother fucking Danze Let's give these bitch niggaz one more chance Throw them shits up (Throw'em up) Regulate the real (Regulate) Ayo we basically know how us fuckers

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?

Lifestyles of a Ghetto Child M.O.P.

should be buried [LF] The situation's a tough decision I'm going to get some more ammunition so we can continue this mission [scratches] [LF] Bring it to 'em kid [Teflon] Catch them niggas before

Blow The Horns M.O.P.

Niggaz wonder how me and Fame remain strong Five albums, six deals and we still on My lil' homies trainin' to bang, we straight arm To let 'em feel the pain of the game we play God So now, we back

Stick To Ya Gunz M.O.P.

with this B-Boy Watch out for Jakes, snakes and decoys, the streets keep you P-noid Every day's a new game, we do thangs for new thangs This kid got stopped for like three G's and two chains Yo, I know about

Crazy M.O.P.

It's M.O.P. fo' life You never heard a nigga that spit it like Lil' Fame in your whole life I do it for the hood, I'm never loungin where the faggots at I'm one of them savage cats, these motherfuckers

Ride With Us M.O.P.

CHORUS 2X: Fame and Bill Danze How many niggas plan to ride wit us (ride wit us) How many niggas came to die wit us (die wit us) Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck !

Stop Pushin M.O.P.

Bust how the homey get down with it (C'MON) If you want you can get down with it, or sit down with it We tear shit down with it in the (GHETTO!!)

Cold As Ice M.O.P.

ice, You're willing to sacrifice) (You're as cold as ice, You're willing to sacrifice) I'd like to welcome motherfuckers to the back of the mind of Bill See I'm for real When deliverin these M.O.P

What I Wanna B M.O.P.

see, hustler and baller Grinding taking trips OT, tryin to blow up But for now I'm gonna hit these strets, until it's sewed up Then I'm gone [Billy Danze:] As far as rap go, I just happen to know how

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

Move Something M.O.P.

I know what the fuck I'm talking about.

No Love (Explicit Version) (Feat. M.O.P.) DJ Clue

depends on what we get It's like a Wall Street trick, dirty money move quick My mans wear stones you can tip the scales wit On they ears and wrists alone for every deaf one's bone Look, ain't no tellin how

New York Giants (feat. M.O.P.) (Feat. M.O.P.) Big Punisher

M.O.P. (c'mon, uhh) Big motherfuckin Punisher What'cha gon' do? Uhh.. Terror Squad (yeah) Bronx.. Brook-lawn collabo' Yo, yo, yo.. Ya heard me?

Blood Sweat and Tears M.O.P.

strugglin since single shot gauges That's straight ghetto bad luck But, I done passed up more shit Than you may ever touch What, we on sacred grounds Without the guidance of our fathers All we know is how

The Hussle (Album Version (Explicit)) Mr. Cheeks

Cheeks, M.O.P, Big Fame and Billy mother fucking Danze Let's give these bitch niggaz one more chance Throw them shits up (Throw'em up) Regulate the real (Regulate) Ayo we basically know how us fuckers