it makes me wonder But the path I follow been blessed From my certificate of like, to my. certificate of death [Chorus] Billy Danze: You gotta, do something, move something
Перевод: M.O.P.. Перемещение Что-то.
the game for malpractice I’m in jersey, where I’m paying no taxes I’ll stick your girl, agnus Flipmode bring the madness Platinum status, rampage I’m
a pull Act a fool excalibur Destroying m.c's with my vocal algebra We got something new for you, for you to take your ass and move it Hit to lose it It
to move, room to prove I'm stupid with the P's and Q's Ladies and gentlemen I'm sending you bending Pretending the pen is a needle, I'm injecting the
2: you say u sophisticated but college hill is something you still Tivo then u switch the vibe and listen to L D vo or maybe D M P i tribe called
Pump p-pump pump p-pump Pump p-pump pump it up Pump p-pump pump p-pump p-pump Pump p-pump pump it up (Just blaze) Pump p-pump pump it up We gon' do
click You get charged wit incense to kick that bullshhh Welcome to the ledge of this whole shhh Chorus [Havoc] Yo, we the men for the operation You know the M-O
your photo If I could work it out Then that means I must be the luckiest nig in the house 'Cause your donque is steady p-p-pokin' out The kind I'm lookin
number one but I aina??t talkin bout the combo. S.O.D. boss [yeah] Ia??m the head hon-cho. Walk inside the club, I need V.I.P pronto [Chorus] Pronto
my division Yo Dunn we nice wit rhymes, on the L niggas feel this Something for the people, I know what they want to hear is P E double wit the realness M O
I do music, I'm puttin' up shows If not, back to square one that's right Start from scratch, re-plottin' them O's Roads keep callin' me back but I'm not
don't smoke but I toke enuff second hand to make my fuckin P.O. choke I'm an OG, you're fuckin with a GI Joe Bia Bia, mia meo a vida loco I'm a psycho
is no joke, I don't smoke But I toke enough second hand to make my fuckin "P.O." choke I'm an OGyou fuckin with a GI Joe Bia Bia, mia meo a Vida loco I'm
let me say Shawty Lo, do it B-I-G I like a lot of hoes and I love the freaks But if I had to choose, M-O-E You ain't got enough paper Middle finger to
go And brother's don't know, I'm on the down low Some get mad 'cause they can't understand That I'm 23 years old, I'm in command I'm down with D I T
a n-gga suffer, aint eating nothing they still bluffin while I go hard and spit retarded like them little busta's I'm still buzzin', chick is something
