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[Puff Daddy In Child's Voice]
Uncle Puffy can you read us a bedtime story?
Please huh please?
[Puff Daddy]
Alright check this out right here...
Woke up smoked up broked up
What I had left and rolled up lit it
Had a shorty that I brought home hit it
Sent her on her way I got no time today
With all this work I got no time to play
Cash come and go and I want mine to stay
Alot of these fake cats won't mind the day
I get an unfair play then the stairway
That's why I'm like TWA, the airway
Niggas wantin to believe what they heard through hear say
Hopin I'll forget it
Check the mail it's a letter from jail from Hobokken
I opened and I read it it said:

What da deal son?
It's ya nigga Teals in the field in this beel son
I'ma have to feel one
On the run with a gun, can't walk with it down and can't conceal one
What to do?
I dont' know if ya knew
A kid, true, up in 1-2-2 he plottin to get you
Now here's due
You just do what need doin
Let's not forget these niggas be bleedin' too , one
OK good
Those cats don't keep it real as they should
Heard they don't pay good
Standing around all day wishin they could
But this green fufills they dreams
They ain't a team
Answering machine on screen
Phone rings, it was Alene from Queens
Head was mean
Had a head for skeems
Told her she could head the scene
But she played her hand proper now you can't stop her
Hey yo what up Playboy?
I'm out in Saint Croix
Whats up cats say they real, but they toys
I heard ya doin' it though
And you and ya flow
Some niggas wanna ruin ya show?
What up yo?
Whathca wanna rip shop up on his block?
Or I could leave him dead in his bed with his dick robbed
[Puff Daddy]
Na Boo, I'ma show you how I do
Just hit me when you get up top
Or come one through
Now I'm doin inventory
Guns, clips, vest, bullets
So when I pull it it's the end of story
Leavin my men in glory
Then get shorty to hold a pound for me
I know she down for me
Yeah, sneak up on em like a car theif
These niggas mad cause it's my party
And my Benz is wide-bodied
Despise me, like the feds despise Godi
I kill for a hobby and latenly lobby
So try me, go 'head and take a bite
Might as well say good night
Try to put me in the dark, I don't take it light
Now if it's wrong make it right
Not tommarow, tonight
They barkin I know the bite
Jumped in the B-N-Z
Niggas gonna see the E-N-D
Fuckin with me
See I knew he was a snake out the ground
Make me wanna call my man rock and break out the hounds
Take it to the pier where you can't make out the sounds
Thoughts in my head goin 'round
It's goin down
Pull up to his block, I'ma put it to his knock
But, I don't see him, wouldn't wanna be him
Damn, ride around for a minute
Thinkin bout the pain that Hell brings
Interupted by a cell ring
Yeah yeah...
(Hey Boo come and get me I'm here)
(Where?)
(Titaburough)
Give me a few
It was like I flew
Felt kinda strange it was like I knew
Pulled up around 2, late like I do
With the urge to bug, she gave me a nervous hug
And when I heard the slugs
What I saw on the blur was thugs
Tryin to soak my fur with blood
Dropped to the curb and ducked
Pulled out the fifth up behind the car like
"How I'm gon' get out this shit?"
These niggas don't know what they about to get
A one way ticket to Hell my gun dealt
Bust my gun at three and one fell
The other two, waitin' to see what I'ma do
[Men's Voice In Backround]
[Puff Daddy]
Peeped around the car slowly
Then I let 'em have the whole week
Man there's six million ways to die
And you chose me
But I'm an OG
And in the distance is police
I'm still bustin tryin to kill something
And I can't hide the fact that I feel something
I feel this thing, like in a minute, I won't feel a thing
The two cats jumped in the blue AT
I fired one shot, they fired two back
They murked off in the night
I get them fools back, man they ain't seen the last of me
But I'm bleeding rapidly
Shot up in the stomach and that wasn't how it had to be
Heartbeat failin, car alarm wailin
Couldn't walk straight then the firearm fell
Now I'm thinkin how this bitch played me
Then I faded
(Sigh)

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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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