[Intro]
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Heh
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Smile nigga, make your face feel good
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Smile bitch! Fuck you up
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[Chorus: Lil' Fame]
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What the fuck are you lookin for?
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Can't a young nigga get money any more?
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Screw up your face when you see Fitzroy
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You get shot the fuck on up, bitch boy!
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What the fuck are you lookin for?
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Can't a young nigga get money any more?
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Screw up your face when you see Fitzroy
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You get shot the fuck on up!
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[Lil' Fame]
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Fall back in this bitch, like I came to get a boost
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from one of y'all niggaz to help jumpstart my hooptie hoop
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The wheels on this old-ass piece of shit
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still rollin, I just needed some 10-Dub 40
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Shorty, fall back, 'fore I fuck around
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and pop a hot one plus eight up in your gut
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I'll see you, up in ICU
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with the motherfuckin Diggy Doc staple in your gut
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Now why the fuck are you fuckin with me?
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You ain't heard that I'm sufferin from a disease
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called Leave-Me-The-Fuck-Alone?
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The only way to cure it is to leave me the fuck alone!
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It's the 13th letter (M) 15th letter (O)
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16th letter (P) y'all niggaz know the acronym
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I'm backed by them, read the murder report
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Crashed around yo' ass sprawled out on the floor
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It's
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[Chorus: Lil' Fame]
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What the fuck are y'all lookin for?!
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Can't stomp a motherfucker out no more?
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Tell the police it was them Mo. P boys
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You get shot the fuck on up, bitch boy!
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What the fuck are y'all lookin for?!
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Never seen a nigga sprawled out homeboy
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Screw up your face when you see Fitzroy
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You get shot the fuck on up!
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[Chorus 2X: Billy Danze]
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GET YO' BITCH ASS OUTTA MY FACE
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You fuckin with a nigga with no time to waste
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(We get) hot on yo' ass, nigga cut to chase
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(It's me) Coppertop to knock somethin out of place
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[Billy Danze]
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We need order 'round this motherfucker
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'fore somebody get slaughtered 'round this motherfucker [whistling]
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Who know the game, who bang, who aim for the sport
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Who rearrange and change your whole frame of thought
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And keep niggaz off balance
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And silencers show niggaz raw talent
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In violence who remind you of sin? (Mo. P'z)
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Who remind you that Brooklyn's on the map baby? (Mo. P'z!)
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We showed you how to grip quick from your hip click get at a nigga
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in the center of his back baby (Mo. P'z)
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Look tell him we are your providers
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When you needed yo' ass whupped you ain't had to look hard to find us
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I don't wanna hear about it how you got it (nigga)
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Or which part of town you're supposed to be runnin (nigga)
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The truth is we see through kids like you that's frontin
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Your gangster ain't really that stunnin
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[Chorus: Billy Danze]
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What the fuck are you lookin for?
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Can't shoot a motherfucker up no more?
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Tell the police it was them Mo. P boyz
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You get shot the fuck on up, bitch boy!
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Now what the fuck are you lookin for?
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Never seen a nigga sprawled out homeboy
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Screw up your face when you see Bird Dog
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You'll get shot the fuck on up!
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[Outro: M.O.P.]
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Yeah, hah!!
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Who need they ass whupped? (Hahaha)
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Who want they motherfuckin ass whupped?
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You get knocked the fuck on out (who wan' hold one of these)
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You get knocked the fuck on out
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You get knocked the fuck on out (bitch boy)
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Get knocked the fuck on out (bitch boy!)
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Hehehehehe, y'all know how the game go
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NIGGA! NIGGA! NIGGA! NIGGA! NIGGA!
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Mo. P'z up in this bitch nigga
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HAI! Oh, P, eh, heh, oh, hooo
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What The Fuck
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M.O.P. |