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M.O.P - "Roll Call"
[Intro]
In the year 2000...
{M-O-P} still bangin
{Firing Squad!}
{The last generation...}
Hey, hey, hey, hey
All right let me brake it down one for time for you
You motherfuckers
Yo Primo hold me down son, cuz we aint playin no motherfuckin games
[Lil Fame]
Fuck the East Coast, this is N.Y., N.Y.
N-I-N-E, make niggas M-I-A
And I spray a, its Fizzy Womack truck
Bitch dont get in my way
Fuck the jail faces, I leave your body for the homicide to trace
Fight along with the shell aces
Holler if you hear me
I turn your head into a skeleton skull
And leave it hollow if you hear me
I keep it funky, understand me son
I rock my Timbs untied, I dont plan to run
Niggas see Lil Fame creep thru the back street
With my aluminum ass whoopa in the back-seat
What the fuck is this? Your Van Damme flick, thats cute
But Im hear to fuck up your day do
Yes (yes) yes (yes) yo
I step to my backwood to brown face and start clippin
[Chorus: M.O.P. & Teflon]
International, bell ringer, ruckus bringer
Downtown swinga, SS Thousand, my index finger
We here with the whole squad, First Family empire
Fizzy Womack (clack-clack) reportin for Roll Call
International, bell ringer, ruckus bringer
Downtown swinga, SS Thousand, my index finger
We here with the whole squad, First Family empire
Bert Dog (Bucka-Blaow) reportin for Roll Call
[Billy Danze]
Yo, what if I leave you, will you stand?
B-I-Double L-Y-D-A-N-Z-E (Danze)
Back with a vengeance, listen Mr. Simmer
Before I throw copper tops through the back of your skimmer
Yall niggas remember, 1-9-9-3 (M-O-P) what its goin be
Just make it loud and clear
Come here nigga, I cant hear nigga
Im deaf in one ear nigga (yeah nigga)
You cowards are pathetic, if you wonderin if Im sympathetic
Dont bet it, you should give me a little credit
I grew up where its equivalent to none (none)
Wit blood in my palm (palm), I walk wit my arms (arms)
Hellerin marksmen (uh-huh), in the dark and the punks sparkin & barkin
At ease soldier, its the untouchable type, that you like
We burn pipes, its over
[Chorus]
[Lil Fame]
I rip ya body on a Nagamichi system
Nigga feel me, I want my goons
Straight bumpin the tunes of Makaveli
Headed to Queens kid, bumpin some mean shit
Bumps thumps on the side of me, smokin some green shit
(First Faaaaaaam) Feel the premonition son
We heavy metal, whats your love? (Ghetto prisoners)
Racka (bung-bung) Racka (bung-bung) rrrrrrrrrrrrracka, motherfucker
[Billy Danze]
Aiyo we live by the code of the streets
Move wit our peeps
Since its hard to eat, we hardly sleep
I put my life on the line every step of the way
Its for a good cause (for you and yours) of course
Okay, now that we establish that
Nigga where the fuck that money at
I know you got it, and I want it Jack
Just give me half of that
Take the other half and get yourself another pack
And Ill be back for that
[Chorus]
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