Ah, check it out, y'all
M O P up in this motherfucker
You niggaz hear?
M O P to the motherfuckin' death
Straight from the streets gettin' cash
Young black niggaz puttin' crews in a smash
The drug game put the name on the map
Known for bustin' caps and takin' over like the Japs
We leave you dead stinkin' butt-naked in a second
We're niggaz that stopped sellin drugs to sell records
You know it, I'm down to the very last breath
It's Lil' Fame, Billy Danzenie and M O P to the death
To the death
To the death
To the death
It's M O P to the death, my peoples move quiet like a mason
A strong black nation, the last generation
In the Ville catchin' wreck was big fun
Quick to pull the triggers, little niggaz with big guns
Before niggaz chase me, niggaz gotta face me
I walk with my gun cocked and clicked on safety
M O P niggaz always ready to gat cha
I catch a cap for my niggaz if I have to
You feel the pain, you niggaz know the name
'Cause this shit ain't a game, we blow shit out the frame
When I'm smokin' and drinkin' I do deep thinkin'
About my peeps underground
Because I'm down till I'm dead and stinkin'
This shit is real, so you can't make a mistake about us
Lettin' you niggaz know it ain't nothin' fake about us
Yeah, I'm kin to the end with all my niggaz that left
It's Lil' Fame and M O P to the death
To the death
It's M O P to the motherfuckin' death
To the death
Aiyo, I'm sentenced to Clint but fuck it
At least we're all all in this together
Me and mine swing it back to back forever
And I'm salutin' my niggaz
Straight up, 'cause they're true to the game
And mad fast on the triggers
The last generation, we're all that's left, the hometeam
We're trump tight to the death
To all the crews that will be mashed and bruised
We don't doubt you
It's just that we don't give a fuck about you
Comin' through representin'
My niggaz on the island
Kaksackie and way up in Clinton
M O P with me, D A N Z E, the danze
It's not a joke when ya come, my motherfuckin' man
You frontin' for nuthin'
Bring it if you want somethin'
My family get down
All my peoples'll bump somethin'
One thing about us, these is real niggaz
They like to kill niggaz
Get down with dirty Brownsville niggaz
Ah, to the death
To the death
To the death
Plow, bitch-ass nigga, you niggaz hear
M.O.P. up in this motherfucker
Prime time, nigga
Fuckin' with me