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Yeah
(Ooh shit)
You know who the fuck this is?
It's the hardest, spittin'
M.O.P.Warrior, come out and play nigga
I'm callin' ya, what you say nigga?
All of ya, lead the way nigga
I'm warning ya, fuck it, todays the day niggaWarrior, yes come out and play nigga
I'm callin' ya, uh, what you say nigga?
All of ya, yeah, lead the way nigga
I'm warning ya, uh, todays the day niggaWell, if ya backdrop pedal kick, niggaz betta get in the clear
Ain't nobody stoppin' this here dude, you click is mad thick
Fuckin' my dog here keep thinkin' I'ma bitchin'
And fuckin' 'em right here in the middle of the streetCan see the rhythm beat and when I'm blazin' my heat
You know it ain't nothin' sweet
I'm betrayed by them old timerz, I know you know
I still throw it down for the fear, for real
(For sho)Burned down your empire, physicnantal school

When I jump about the roof with a cuh yah
(Fire)
Got a gift for you, you like presents?
Let's keep in mind every gift is in the blessin'I hope your motherfuckin' insurance is paid up
I put you in the box, are you chillin'? Blade up
You heard me tell 'em blade up as the bright light blind ya
Free of flowin' them bitches is comin' right behind yaWarrior, come out and play nigga
I'm callin' ya, uh, what you say nigga?
All of ya, fuck it, lead the way nigga
I'm warning ya, yeah, todays the day niggaWarrior, yes, come out and play nigga
I'm callin' ya, uh, what you sat nigga?
All of ya, fuck it, lead the way nigga
I'm warning ya, ah, todays the day niggaI heard ya ass ringin' up for months
On a beat machine with a ship bag and a RV
Try me motherfucker, keep talkin' shit like I'm parrot up
Put metal when your capital, you're sittin' of a [unverified]Twenty four years of pain, bitch Fame is a loner
I've finished up school in the streets, fuck a diploma
Game over nigga, that's a fact bitch
Tell it ain't inadequate, the level wanna track bitchI back bitch, see I'm a veteran get your medal in
(Ah)
Meet me on the corner or you black so will you settle this?
I hope your family got love for you soldier
'Cuz one of them gonna be your organ donor
(For real)Look here, I reckon hollow point slow, dive at 'em, live at 'em
Cocked back and spit five at 'em
(Rock it now)
Whole teeth puttin' it work
I'll knock the sole out your motherfuckin' ass
And put your body in the earth
(Set 'em straight)Let's see how many of you motherfuckers hold weight
Crimination got my niggaz on a mission
Erh walk through on ya, talk to on ya
(Fire, fire)Niggaz it's the one man arsenal
(They don't wanna watchin' you!)
Ain't no tellin' what a nigga with heart will do
I master the art of war, step to niggaz up
That sent me automatics, squeezin' the fo' fo'I'm from Brownsville, dude
I ain't gotta remind you niggaz where I'm from
When you cowards ridin' your kinda niggaz
And Lord knows I raise Hell to the best of my ability
It ain't no motherfuckin' killin' meYou feelin' me? Motherfucker pay homage
I put down down the rules of Ms. Watt criminal carnage
I have your ass hypernatin'
Just for fuckin' with Mr. fo' five when he relax and vacatin'I'ma hunt for you, put my gun for you, get back
Fuck a orange vest, just my weapon on a six-pack
(Pack)
Ville, that's how we do down here
(Browns kill)
You come fuck around here, BrooklynWarrior, come out and play nigga
I'm callin' ya, uh, what you say nigga?
All of ya, shesh, lead the way nigga
I'm warning ya, fuck it, todays the day niggaWarrior uh, come out and play nigga
I'm callin' ya, shesh, what you say nigga?
All of ya, fuck it, lead the way nigga
I'm warning ya, ah, todays the day niggaHa, ha, ha, have I told you I forgot, yeah
To be your lover have I told you that's it, now is all
Uh, salute you motherfuckin' venom, uh
You motherfuckin' venom, get back
You motherfuckin'Where the bag? Where the bag?
Where the bag? where the bag?
You motherfuckers is garbage
When the fuck? Where the fuck?What the fuck? Uh
(You motherfuckers is comic)
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
(What the fucker)
YeahTo be your lover have I told you
Have I told you, yeah, yeah
Lover, sorry, be your lover
Have I told you, have I told you
Have I told you I forgot to be your lover
Have I told you

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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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