MOP Fire Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeahhhhhhhhhh! Firing Squad
(You m_________ers get up) Back in the m_________in
(You m_________ers get up!) Dungeon, n____
(Get up n____! GET THE f___ UP!)
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} HeheheheheHEHE, geah!
Get in yo' a__ n____
Firing Squad huh? Let's go, let's go, let's go!
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} M dot, O dot, P dot, we got
n____! Do, flippa{?}, uh, ohh

[Verse One: Billy Danze]
Excuse me, I'm here to earn a mere buck or two
It's Bill Diggy niggy, who the f___ are you?
n____ where yo' soldiers at? Dem vultures you ride with?
The n____z you coincide with, you don't wanna collide with
(M!) Exclude them, they already know the name
They already know the game, they already know we flame
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} It's tricky, they put 'em in boots
And camoflauge suits, and they still can't get wit me
I'm wicked, look at the way I rip it
I'm off-balance, I'm mentally challenged, but I'm gifted
(IT'S ON YOU!) You know how we do
I'll get at yo' crew, with a little twenty-two (hahahahaHA!)
The question is - where the f___ it came from?
Why the f___ you banged him, and who the f___ untamed him?
And why can't they restrain him?
There's somethin goin on with this kid
Look in his eyes, he's angry and straight spittin

[Chorus: M.O.P.]
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! n____
B-R, O, W-N-S-V, I-L-L-E, m_________er we spittin
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} Hahahahahaha!
Cobra-a__ n____, n____! (Yeah) n____!

[Danze] Yo, let's go!

[Verse Two: Lil' Fame]
I have the mind, of a sick psychiatric
{?} perish, with my tactic
Terminate, act hell, I bust brain cells
I'm international, my name rings bells
So take the battle on the beach homeboy, this is a war
Live n____ rap, straight from the Bricks, we got the raw
f___ a watered down rapper on your hot five at four
We live from the crackhouse, push your money through the door
This is {FI-YAHHHHHHH} we give a f___ about your rag
You m_________ers made New York look bad
With all you gangsta-a__, Michael, gorillas recognize my M.O.
Or b____ come see me, and Fizzy Wo'
n____ sixteen bars'll get you caught up - this ain't Mickey D's
But f___ around, and I'll suicide your order
Pop s___ I'm poppin hollows in you n____z 'tinue to serve
When the Desert burn whoever's left on the menu
First Fam', we don't start wars with you, but my dogs will
Lock jaw with you, pop pop pop, {?} witchu
We get love in the cracks of the hood, and they need love
So we just spit it back to the hood, m_________er we spittin

[Chorus: M.O.P.]
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! n____
B-R, O, W-N-S-V, I-L-L-E, m_________er we spittin
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} Get yo' a__ up, n____!

[Verse Three: Billy Danze]
What happened to the M.O. (P!) n____ we make history
You don't know? Then find yo' a__ on Unsolved Mystery
When the gun blow (the gun blow rapidly)
It's a twenty-one gun dispute when your troops, come after me
You gotta be a thorough dude my borough rules, live motivators
f___ a driveby, we walk up, look you in yo' eye and dump

[Verse Four: Lil' Fame]
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} And that's whassup, so n____ whattup?
You know we reppin B-R, O, W-N-S-V, I-L-L-E, ho yeah!
You know the m_________in style, my goons is wild
We turn this whole, m_________er into the OK Corral
(So what it's gon' be b____?) n____ look into this
What a ridiculous, conspicious son of a b____ you is
We was trainin, count your revolver shots when you pop 'em
Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam!
(BUKKA-BUKKA-BU-BUKKA DROP HIM!) We spittin

[Chorus: M.O.P.]
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} Wha, whoo, wha, ha, ha, ha! n____
B-R, O, W-N-S-V, I-L-L-E, m_________er we spittin
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} Whoo! What, n____?
B-R, O, W-N-S-V, I-L-L-E, m_________er we spittin

[Outro]
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Ride out n____
(It's the way of the world n____) Yeah!
Fall up out this b____
(Sopranos!) C'mon (Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!) {*fades out*}