M.O.P. — Down 4 Whateva

[Intro: O.C. (M.O.P shouting)] Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Bass) What the fuck, What the fuck, What the fuck. (My niggas) Ha, Uh, Yeah, Ha, What, What,(Firing squad nigga) My M.O.P. Click.(My motherfucking M.O.P click) Them niggas deep, what the deal (For Life) O.C. nigga! Coming for real.(O.C.) [Verse 1: O.C] Now check this motherfucking combo right here Mash Out Posse SLASH O.C. come together like a Glock and a clip We won't jam when it's time to blast! Bitch-niggas that rap, we 'bout to get in yo' ass We done played the background for too long, all my new shit I'm namin' names, fuck it, it's on I'm takin' it back to some Brooklyn shit With this ten-man clique Who don't know how to act, lookin' for some niggas to hit And if you that rapper who think it can't happen to you You might end up in the East River with some bale-ass shoes I ain't playin' no more, I'm gonna bring it to your ass raw I flipped the word around, nigga, this means WAR Yo, fuck that, Crooklyn's on the map forever To Billy and Fame, I hope you niggas down for whatever With mics or with the guns when it's time to shoot For Brooklyn I give a 21-GUN SALUTE (Come on) [Chorus] Flatbush *cut and scratched* --Crown Heights-- "Thought I'd remind y'all" Brownsville *cut and scratched* (Firing Squad) Bed-Stuy *cut and scratched* "Thought I'd remind y'all" *scratching* Bushwick *cut and scratched* C.I.- *cut and scratched* "Thought I'd remind y'all" Fort Greene *cut and scratched* --East New York-- "Thought I'd remind y'all" [Verse 2: Lil' Fame] I used to roll 'em, this is a holdup MAKE 'em roll up, come up out your clothes and get your whole shit swole up This game ain't changed 'cause I became a rapping dude I'm still a black cat, quick, and straight clapping dude (Try to act rude) Play the mascot With your clown ass ways, these days, look what your ass got Clap, shot the body, I'm keeping it real That cartoon-ass-nigga thought he was King of the Hill That whole shit was animation, imitation But I shipped that ass on out, like immigration Ways of Emancipation, Proclamation Constitutional rights in the LAST GENERATION You're facin', M.O.P., O.G.'s Flippin' this track with O.C Niggas know we, hold this shit down for Brooklyn, nigga! Where guns spark and leave them things smokin', nigga! [Chorus] Flatbush *cut and scratched* --Crown Heights-- "Thought I'd remind y'all" Brownsville *cut and scratched* (Firing Squad) Bed-Stuy *cut and scratched* "Thought I'd remind y'all" *scratching* Bushwick *cut and scratched* C.I.- *cut and scratched* "Thought I'd remind y'all" Fort Greene *cut and scratched* --East New York-- "Thought I'd remind y'all" [Verse 3: Billy Danze] Hot damn! Danze shot your head Full cooperation, I'm taking donations, ante up the bread (Clap, clap!) You got that fat while we were gone So the balance that I wrote like ???, we're taking on Put the rest of that shit in the bag I would tear your ass to pieces, so you please don't make me mad (Here we go again!) You ain't known, I control my destiny I only got love for the thugs that's next to me (Who that?) Berkuance, soldier, I'm ill *pause* I told ya, I'm real! And I've been doing a double danly Everyone ?from my crew is sayin'? (Daddy, don't fail me) Hold on, the way that I jettin' my foes may never be even I'm one of them dudes that niggas refuse to believe in (Life is full of obstacles!) so keep weepin' (At 24-years old) My only goal is to keep breathin' *scratching* --Brooklyn-- "Thought I'd remind y'all"