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Get the fuck outta here, Nena
Get the fuck outta here, Paper
Get the fuck outta here, Wall
Get the fuck outta here
Yeah, I'ma spitter, you other cats be on littler
That's probably why you just penny pushing and I'm bigger
So you hate on me 'cause you like Paper and I'm gritter
With two Biancas up on my arms like John Ritter
Oh my goodness, is they talking shit again?
When I been player on the day I became a U.S. citizen
Haters keep witishen, I'ma take a lost but I'm finishin'
Killer but squirer just like Percy Miller, no limits then
I aim for digits, hundred percent of my people came to get
He used to be bigger but became a midget
Taken out of the game, livin' lame, he lived it
So he gotta hate on the next man
'Cause he don't got the money
We left him on the bottom, now he the ex Tech fan

Get fuck outta my face, [Incomprehensible] my mistake
You gotta be hotter sittin' and watchin' me expand
You take falls, I take her and take drawls
They give you the weight stall, they give me the mate call
You yank tall, love is me but hates y'all
That's why I'ma take all what pops in the great Wall, nigger
If fraud is what you're selling
Get the fuck outta here
When they lie you gotta tell 'em
Get the fuck outta here
If you steppin' to me wrong
Get the fuck outta here
You ain't gotta go home
But get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
You ain't gotta go home
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
I stay in the zone like twenty eight's in a baggie
A veteran stands here a rookie niggas at his knees
Grab these, shove middle fingers in the sky
Tell it like it is when I rap so y'all identify
Start from the ground, formulate an enterprise
Get outta here before you get punished and penalized
I've been in fires to stay in this lane, homie
I swear when I rap, I say it's not a thang phony
I'm icy, I'm shiny, tho I ain't got a chain on me
Even when I'm inside of in this booth I keep my thang on me
And when it rains on me, I don't complain, homie
Eliminate the probs so I don't have to strain, homie
I talks a bunch of shit the haters wanna flame throw me
Rappers ain't got the balls or got a place they aim's on me
Get the fuck outta here, tell 'em Wall told ya
Popper a done deal, every one of your soft soldiers
If fraud is what you're selling
Get the fuck outta here
When they lie you gotta tell 'em
Get the fuck outta here
If you steppin' to me wrong
Get the fuck outta here
You ain't gotta go home
But get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
You ain't gotta go home
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here
I do this for my partner standing out there on the block
And do this for 'em haters on the sideline at night
Despite what they be saying I just can't seem to stop
Gettin' this guap, I gotta a lot, partner, I'm almost to the top
I gotta cop new watch, fresh grill and new cloths
I'm trying to come back candy low, side ways on fours
I gotta get that bread, it be money ova these hoes
'Cause my friends be turning to foes and harsh words lead to blows
They mad at me 'cause I'm the shit while they just shit
And I get up off my ass and get it while they just sit
They upset 'cause I'm getting bread while they layin' in bed
Even tho I started off at the bottom I'm hundred miles ahead
They still be talkin' dime on me try to slander my name
'Cause I'm the main man but they [Incomprehensible] change
They hate me 'cause they hate me but please make no mistake
Yeah, they know me but can't stop me
'Cause I'm Paul Wall the great, baby
If fraud is what you're selling
Get the fuck outta here
When they lie you gotta tell 'em
Get the fuck outta here
If you steppin' to me wrong
Get the fuck outta here
You ain't gotta go home
But get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
You ain't gotta go home
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here

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M.O.P., short for Mash-Out Posse, is an American hip hop group from Brooklyn, New York.Comprised of rappers Lil' Fame aka Fizzy Womack and Billy Danze, the group is best known for frenetic singles such as 2000's Ante Up (Robbin Hoodz Theory).

Throughout their whole career M.O.P. deliver the most hard, vicious and violent music hip hop could ever offer. They struck out in 1994. with To the Death, a dark, slow and raging LP that was fully produced by DR Period and featured one of the biggest hardcore rap anthems of the nineties, How About Some Hardcore, that's put by any hardcore rap fan in the same category with Onyx's Slam, Jeru The Damaja's Come Clean and Wu-Tang Clan's Shame On A Nigga.

In 1996 MOP released their second effort, the totally-sophomore-slump-free Firing Squad. Despite totally changing their production sources (the album was mostly produced by Gang Starr's DJ Premier and Fizzy Womack himself), M.O.P. continued torturing fans' ears with extremely hard, rhinocerously slow beats and ecstatic, rampant delivery. Subject matter is either battling with heavy use of criminal associations or serious talk about life in the ghetto.

Two years later M.O.P. hit the fans with a starter - an EP called Handle Ur Bizness and later that year released First Family 4 Life, working on the same formula as ever, again with heavy percentage of DJ Preemo's production, more gems produced by group member Lil Fame and proving that M.O.P.'s trademark is not only the hardest hardcore you can get but also consistency.

Most of M.O.P.'s work was considered underground until 2000, when they released Warriorz, their best work yet. Mainstream got the first hint with "Ante Up", a track produced by DR Period for first time in 6 years. But with self-produced Cold As Ice, a track that featured a rock-song sample (Cold As Ice by Foreigner), M.O.P. achieved major mainstream success, though the song's lyrics were explicit and raging as usual (the radio version edits out much lyrical content to comply with FCC regulations).

In a strange turn, M.O.P. featured on the title track of sugary-sweet boy band LFO's 2001 album Life Is Good. Aside from the lack of profanity, M.O.P.'s short verse was rapped in their trademark loud, intense style. It is unclear how this unusual team-up was organized, but it is unlikely that this brief guest spot led to much crossover fan appeal for either group.

"Ante Up" was later remixed with added verse by Flipmodian Busta Rhymes and Terror Squad queen Remy Ma, and was released on the greatest hits record 10 Yearz And Gunnin'. Believe it or not, it is the last hip hop record from M.O.P. In the beginning of the century they switched labels from Loud to Roc-A-Fella in order to have more income and more creative control, but the long-awaited release is still on the shelves. M.O.P. also made a rock-rap album titled simply Mash Out Posse, but it received bad reviews from rap fans who wanted M.O.P. to just rap.

In June 2005, M.O.P. officially announced their signing with 50 Cent's G-Unit, at the same time as Queens rap duo Mobb Deep.


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