Текст песни M.O.P. - Robbin' Hoodz

Midnight Club 3: DUB Edition - OST [Rock Version]
Жанр: Alternative Rock / OST
Исполнитель: M.O.P.
Альбом: Midnight Club 3: DUB Edition - OST [Rock Version]
Длительность: 03:23
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[M.O.P.] Uh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo! [Lil' Fame] Take minks off! Take thangs off! Take chains off! Take rings off! Braclets is yapped, Fame came off! (Ante Up!) E'rything off! Fool what you want? We stiflin fools Fool what you want? Your life or your jewels? The rules (smack 'em down) next thing (clap 'em down) Respect mine we Brooklyn bound (bound!) now (now!) [Billy Danze] Brownsville! Home of the brave Put in work in the street like a slave... Keep a rugged dress code, always in the stress mode (That sh*t gon' send you to your grave) So? You think I don't know that? (BLAOW!) N#%GA hold that! (BLAOW!) N#%GA hold that! (BLAOW!) N#%GA hold that! From the street cousin, you know the drill I'm nine-hundred and ninety-nine thou' short of a mill' [Chorus: M.O.P.] Ante Up! Yap that fool! Ante Up! Kidnap that fool! [Danze] It's the perfect timin, you see the man shinin [Danze] Get up off them G#d damn diamonds - HA! Ante Up! (Oh!) Yap that fool! (Oh!) Ante Up! (Oh!) Kidnap that fool! Get him (get him) get him! Hit him (hit him) hit him! Yap him! (Zap him!) Yap him! (Zap him!) [Lil' Fame] Them thugs you know, ain't friendly Them jewels you rock, make 'em envy You thinkin it's all good, you creep through a small hood Goons comin up outta the cut for your goods and they all should Ante Up! Yap that fool! You want big money, kidnap that fool! If you up in the club, back out your pis-tal money Catch them fools at the bar for that Cristal money [Billy Danze] The eighty-seven stick up kids (what you n#%gaz sayin?) Get the f#%k up out that 740 shorty I ain't playin It's flash that thang time (bang) bang time Ante Up! N#%ga, it's game time Hand over the ring, kick over the chain Gimme the f#^in watch before I pop one in your brain Stop playin these childish games with me Representin 1-7-1-8, dangerously, n#%ga! [Chorus] [Lil' Fame] I'ma, street regulator, true playa hater Get back down, make your ass a mac sprayer hater Things that we need, money, clothes, weed - indeed Hats food booze - essentials, credentials Code of the streets, omens of creep Slow when you sleep, holdin the heat Put holes in your Jeep, respect the streets It's the L-I L-F A-M (M!) E (E!) [Billy Danze] Yeah N#%ga Danze, gave you a chance Cause I blast your man, I'm in the wrong? He said he was strong - I had reason to believe he had some s$^t up his sleeve all along (so?!) F#%k you Your Honor! Check my persona I'm strong enough for Old Gold and marijuana I'ma do what I wanna, quiet as kept (Raise hell!) 'Til I'm expired and stretched, yes Lord!
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