(feat. Sheritha Lynch) 



[Intro: w/ variations] 

[singing of "Oh", repeated in background of Intro] 

Yeah, nigga 

[laughing], yeah 

One time nigga, First Family 

Yeah, uh 

This one's a banger nigga 

Please believe it ain't fake 

Yeah, let's go 



[Chorus] 

All you wanna be G's, pants background 

We're back now, it's the legendary send up Murry 

No, cock and have locked down 

M.O.P. will eat on the block now 

If not we'll pop rounds 

Every since the family came, we've maintained 

A strange but a strong game 



[Billy Danze] 

And who's first up to bat, Fox 



[Sheritha Lynch] 

Excuse me, you might not wanna get it twisted don't confuse me 

with any other chick (CHICK), this is not my thing (THING) 

I was kinda pushed by Billy and Fame 

Ya'll know my work, I punch big bouncers in they faces 

Put grimy little bitches in they places 

My dogs is the aces, me renegade Queen of Spades 

This M.O.P. shit will never fade, be afraid 

(Billy Danze: Slow down Fox, your killin 'em) 

I did it again 

She ain't gotta know how to fight, she know how to win 

You know what (what?), ya'll niggaz pretend like thugs 

I know how to send, I know how to defend my love 

Look ya'll wanna run (run), go head and run (clear) 

(Not in our house), (send) (not about black) and 

Ya'll know what, ya'll niggaz ain't ready for this shit 

(nigga), Fox (Fox) 



[Chorus] 



[Billy Danze] 

Try to remember Danze (Danze) doin the unthinkable 

(FIRST FAMILY), we unsinkable 

(M.O.P.), outta the ordinary 

For cats that grip gats and sell back commisary 

The street's still lovin me 

But see the ode, still buggin me 

Cause I'm still Price Thuggery 

Fuck with me if you wanna 

I'm not reponsible for my actions, when I'm backed into a corner 

My love's up the hill, my heart's in the Ville 

I'll forever beat you with a bat, you a partner Bill 

I'm actually a nice guy, you see how I get down to 

I can be a little bit destructive when I want to 

It's the (WARRIORZ), always, all day 

These M.O.P. cats, back on the block to play 

You might wanna duck that little play thing, no it's just a flame 

You love it when we runnin where your playin, nigga 



[Chorus] 



[Lil' Fame] 

You ungrateful bastards 

How many niggaz gotta fall off 

Before you realize that we all we got 

It's the M.O.Pizzo, where ya bo dizzo 

If it's yellow rizzo, clijay, fizzy mo mizzo 

Givin it up to Biggie Smalls, last king of New York 

They underground but they all crack with New York 

Real G's, royalties of New York 

So niggaz get robbed in they own PJ's for bling bling in New York 

Look ya'll (ya'll) niggaz (niggaz) better recognize 

We still live for the N, yes for your exercise 

And break faces for raises, what you think for how we bump 

Better chill with the propaganda before I just start your throne 

I'm like a pitbull trained and programmed to kill 

Out on the prowl, cat huntin motherfucker so stop frontin 

Yo Big Fox tell 'em (they already know) 

And if you don't know, then your ass gonna learn 



[Chorus x2] 



[humming noise, mixed in with "oh" from the Intro] 



[Outro w/ variations: Talking] 

Nigga, oh oh, nigga 

Fuck what? 

What the fuck did you just put on 

Crack-O! 

Yeah, Crack-O 

M, dot, O, dot, P dot 

I will fuck you up nigga [laughing] 

YEA