and get carried away 'Cuz I'm a nigga of the Earth, nigga of sea Nigga of the sky, the Fire, M.O.P. I'm a front big Willie like I'm runnin' this game
carried away Cuz I'm a nigga of the Earth, nigga of Sea Nigga of the Sky, the Fire, M.O.P. I'm a front big willie, like I'm runnin this game What I can
Traduction: MOP. Face Off.
get carried away Cuz I'm a nigga of the Earth, nigga of Sea Nigga of the Sky, the Fire, M.O.P. I'm a front big willie, like I'm runnin this game What
yo, we represent them down ass niggas (OK) M.O.P. (OK), rip rounds at you clown ass niggas (ALL DAY) B Day nigga get up off snooze [snoring noise] Don
a thousand pesos Play low when we get pissed and face on You get a feeling that's what you say so It's t.o. what's the p.o. If you love me write play
competition, on a mission for the crown Ain't no obstacle gonna stop me, cause I'm knocking them all down Till I make it to the T-O-P, King of the Ghetto
's what I be, so bitch Why you trying to play me like a H-O-E Turn me loose so I can make it to the T-O-P It's like I'm in a bucket full of C-R-A-B's,
understand Baby don't you realize I'm homeless I'm homeless when it's raining and thundering I'm about to take my own life but I'm not able to self destruct
no trippin just kissin and humpin you suckin that nose candy for o's Brandy, man she needs weed she's crawlin the wall breakin her nails and heels ?? her crank man, I'm off
Police pull me over, though they can?t stop me from clubbin? Man you know I?m swervin? wild See your boy not sober But I got it I?m a soldier and I?m
bitch I maintain in the game, in the gutter is where I still kick it I'm tryin to hustle up a meal ticket I'm still wicked in my ways, a hustler till
, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch your body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit) Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy
(feat. M.O.P.) [M.O.P Intro] Hahahahahaaa Yeah Nigga Whoo.. The Smoke of New York Get up, Come On! Ah! [50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus] There's nowhere to run
m young I'm black I'm rich and yes I'm ghetto than the motherfuckin project steps I'm cool I'm calm you lookin real stressed I'm strapped I'm armed kid
g and you a p u s s y, all you niggaz said I could'nt And I told you to yo eyes bitch I'm on some murder mind bitch I'm on some other grind you can't
P-U-M-P Lay, bring the G-A-G-E 'Cause there's this gang all down the way We gotta put 'em in check 'Cause that O.G. was talkin' shit I'm gonna blow his
