M.O.P. - O.c.m.o.p.

Brooklyn! Uh, yeah! Now, check this shit out

Verse one: O.C.

Now check this motherfucking capo right here
Mash Out Posse SLASH O.C. come together like a
glock and a clip
We gon' jam when its time to blast!
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
Who don't know how to act, lookin for some
niggaz to hit
And if you ever think it can't happen to you
You might just end up in the East River with
some bale-ass shoes
I ain't playin no more, I'm gonna 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 guns when its time to
shoot
To Brooklyn I give a 21-GUN SALUTE
(Come on)

Chorus:

Flatbush *cut and scratched*
--Crown Heights-- "Thought I'd remind y'all"
Brownsville *cut and scratched* (Firing Squad)
"Thought I'd remind y'all" *scratching*
Bushwick *cut and scratched* "(See I) Thought
I'd remind y'all"
*cut and scratched*
--East New York-- "Thought I'd remind y'all"

Verse two: Lil' Fame

I used to roll 'em, this is a holdup
MAKE em roll up, come up out your clothes and
get your whole shit swole
up
This game ain't changed cause I became a rapping
dude
I'm still a black cat, quick, and straight
clapping dude
(Try to act rude) Play the mascott
With your clown ass ways, these days, look what
your ass got
Clap, shot the body, I'm keeping it real
That cartoon ass nigga thought he was King of
the Hill
That whole shit was animation, immitation
When I shipped that ass on out, like immigration
Ways of Emancipation, Proclamation
Constitutional rights, the LAST GENERATION
Your facin, M.O.P., O.G.'s
Flippin this track with O.C.
Niggaz know we, hold this shit down for
Brooklyn, nigga!
Where guns spark and leave them things smoking,
nigga!

Chorus

Verse three: Billy Danze

Hot damn! Danze shot your head
Full cooperation, I'm taking donations, ante up
the bread
(Clap, clap!) You got that fat while we were
gone
So the balance that I wrote like, we're taking
on
Put the rest of that shit in the bag
I would tear your ass to pieces, so you please
don't make me mad
(Here we go again!) You ain't known, I control
my destiny
I only got love for the thugs that's next to me
(Who that?) Berkuance, soldier, I'm ill
*pause* I told ya, I'm real!
And I've been doing a double danly
Everyone ?from my crew is sayin? (Daddy, don't
fail me)
Hold on, the way that I jettin my foes may never
be even
I'm one of them dudes that niggaz refuse to
believe in
(Life is full of obstacles!) so keep weeping
(At 24-years old) My only goal is too keep
breathing