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the life (bonus track) - m.o.p. lyrics

[intro]
blaow [x13]
haha, come on
that’s right
for life [x4]
yeah, shonuff
y’all scared, first family, n*gga, for life, haaah
for life [x4]
check*check it out, y’all
first family [x4]
turn that up…

[verse 1: billy danze]
good morning, america, salute (salute, uh)
i’m here to warn you the sh*t that you goin’ through
stealin’ on your own too (uh)
your life could be easily drained
cowards ain’t got no aim (no)
slugs ain’t got no name (no)
it’s not a game, can i get a witness?
clack clack
that’s them cats that came with me, i got bo
tef flippin’ thangs with me
and we are actual survivors
of the slimy snake pits of you connivers (why?)
that thought we couldn’t hold our fort
watch your back, danze (blaow [x5])
come on
try to blast me, i’ll do work then murk
they’ll never be able to catch me
i’ll bust a round for you
empty this pound for you
for the rappin’ fire empire i’ll open, the ground for you
[chorus]
for life [x4]
m.o.p
back up in this mothaf*cka
for life [x4]
m.o.p
stuck up in this b*tch

[verse 2: lil’ fame]
i’m movin’ with terrorists, criminals, menaces (yeah)
career thugs that prepare slugs for their death sentences
first family
look, i hope you cats understandin’ me
mister fizzy womack
the man to be*
the firing rapidly
representin’ ‘to the day, after in*finity
what these n*ggas that begin to meet
f*ck these rap dudes
to whatever they pretend to be
mayday, mayday
jokes, i blow spots like, timothy mcveigh
without a ride i struck, line ’em up, watch your block get struck
when i’m through, make ’em hide and duck
i blow, face, bottoms, speakers and they tweeters burnin’ mad receivers
walkin’ out, with the baddest [shivers?], kid, believe us (believe us)
[chorus]
for life [x4]
m.o.p
back up in this mothaf*cka
for life [x4]
m.o.p
stuck up in this mothaf*cka
for life [x4]
m.o.p
back up in this mothaf*cka
for life [x4]
stuck up in this b*tch

[verse 2: billy danze]
i represents brownsville death trap
come on in, if you had my hand, n*gga, you’d throw your name
(i hear that)
listen, i hate to f*ck up the mood
who’s the man thinking they can stand in danze shoes?
unidentical to fake or nots, and then props
the first family will still come, stompin’ down your blocks
(style)
nah, i ain’t come to cause all this, just a simple conversation
but of course i got my fire on

[verse 3: lil’ fame]
full clips for cats that want no cool sh*t
you’re a great salesman, but i’m, sick of buyin’ your bullsh*t
firing squad’s the bombest
here’s your ticket to just, enter the ass kickin’ contest
yo, don’t ever be pushin’ me to get into no type of ghetto complication
’cause i’mma be blastin’ and mashin’ fools that be wantin’ a confrontation
i’m skeptic
i got a grip on for the thugs at night
it’s hectic
but i’mma keep on puttin’ down my rights, for life
for life
(for life)
[chorus]
m.o.p
back up in this mothaf*cka
for life [x4]
m.o.p
stuck up in this mothaf*cka
for life [x4]
m.o.p
back up in this mothaf*cka
for life [x4]
stuck up in this mothaf*cka
for life
m.o.p
back up in this mothaf*cka
m.o.p
stuck up in this mothaf*cka
for life [x4]
yeah
m.o.p
back up in this mothaf*cka

- m o p lyrics

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