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M.o.p.

Genres: Hip-Hop

G Boy Stance Lyrics - M.o.p.

Yeah man, when I get old and shit 

With my grandkids and shit 

I gonna tell 'em, yo' I was down with them 

Yo guess what? 

 

I'm a G boy, standin' in my G boy stance 

Don't get it fucked up, I'm a grown ass man 

Same gam,e nuttin' changed, we gon' do it like we used ta' 

Fo' my niggaz that can relate, Mo. P salute ya' 

 

Let's tear down the pretty shit 

Build up the nigga shit for our kind of niggaz 

Dem niggaz that'll slap the shit outta ya', clap the shit outta ya' 

Here's to you my nigga, we proud of ya' 

 

Let's get it goin', there you go, Billy Danze 

Fizzy Wo', good to see you still bangin' 

Thou we ain't gon' leave you hangin' 

I don't know what you've been saggin' on 

You've been braggin' money on 

 

But time's up, that's fucked up 

Nigga get gone, we don't cruise on 'em when we move on 'em 

Keep it rugged, never smooth on 'em 

Drop jewels on 'em, grip tools on 'em 

And braise everyone of these Y.G.'s 

Wannabe Mo. P's, claimin' they O.G.'s 

 

If ya'll don't get back, you gon' get yo' ass put on chill 

Get a drawer filled and catch a raw deal 

Since money make your world go 'round, that's true 

And money make you do the dumb shit that you do 

 

Who want two? The fuck is wrong wit'chu? 

How could you switch your character 

And turn your back on your crew? 

 

Weak niggaz will fall 

Whack niggaz will fail 

Live niggaz prevail 

Yes, yes, ya'll 

 

I'm a G boy, standin' in my G boy stance 

Don't get it fucked up, I'm a grown ass man 

Same game, nuttin' changed, we gon' do it like we used ta' 

Fo' my niggaz that can relate, Mo. P salute ya' 

 

Let's tear down the pretty shit 

Build up the nigga shit for our kind of niggaz 

Dem niggaz that'll slap the shit outta ya', clap the shit outta ya' 

Here's to you my nigga we proud of ya' 

 

I spit that old school shit like Lakim Shabazz 

This is not a facade, it's the baby boy of Leon and Mrs. Lynette Barnard 

My other half, the illest voice of hip-hop today 

It's the baby boy of Big Frank and Mrs. Hattie May 

 

Okay, you fuckin' with the real motherfuckers 

Okay, live from Capitol Hill motherfucker 

Crooklyn Crime town, one seven one eight 

Home of the one eight seven bitch, who want my John Hancock? 

 

I ain't talkin' no autograph written, fuck a autograph 

I'm handin' out auto ass whuppin' 

Y'all niggaz know better than to try that ol' bullshit 

From Def Jam Vendetta 

 

Run on up like [Incomprehensible] got you buff 

And get fucked the fuck on up, nigga 

It's a rude boy awakening 

M.O.P., Fizzy Yoski Woski, holla at me nigga 

 

I'm a G boy, standin' in my G boy stance 

Don't get it fucked up, I'm a grown ass man 

Same game, nuttin' changed, we gon' do it like we used ta' 

Fo' my niggaz that can relate, Mo. P salute ya' 

 

Let's tear down the pretty shit 

Build up the nigga shit for our kind of niggaz 

Dem niggaz that'll slap the shit outta ya', clap the shit outta ya' 

Here's to you my nigga we proud of ya' 

 

Aiyyo, it's William and Womack, y'all talk about throwbacks 

Me and the homey go back like [Incomprehensible], nigga 

Yeah, nigga hold that, you know we gon' promote that 

Come back for the hood in the hooptie nigga 

 

y'all can't control that, you niggaz is so whack 

Your rugged rap feels like a floozy nigga 

You niggaz need to know that me and the homey run rap 

You know where the show at, come shoot me nigga 

 

Salute me nigga, salute it's me 

Big Baby Boogie rookie from M.O.P., squeeze 

What it's gon' be, I'll stomp, you flinch 

The A.K, aiy, Shareetha Lynch, I'm givin' you a hint 

 

To get it'll take a little sense 

I'll come through the illest part of town when I'm bent 

And have no fear, you know she O G 

You and your homies can hold these 

 

I'm a G boy, standin' in my G boy stance 

Don't get it fucked up, I'm a grown ass man 

Same game, nuttin' changed, we gon' do it like we used ta' 

Fo' my niggaz that can relate, Mo. P salute ya' 

 

Let's tear down the pretty shit 

Build up the nigga shit for our kind of niggaz 

Dem niggaz that'll slap the shit outta ya', clap the shit outta ya' 

Here's to you my nigga we proud of ya' 

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