Lyrics Take a Minute - M.O.P.
It's
on
now
Look
at
what
we
have
here
You
understand
what
we
goin
through
today?
You
understand
who
you
fuckin
with?
[Billy
Danze]
Oh
what
you
thought
we
wasn't
comin
back?
The
last
time
we
rapped
A
lot
of
niggaz
that
yapped,
hit
put
in
they
place
For
fragile-ly
flossing,
makin
me
wanna
stick
This
llama
and
this
lauson,
up
in
they
face
(IT'S
THE
WORLD'S
FAMOUS)
You
ain't
gotta
tell
'em
We
still
at
it,
we
still
batted,
they
still
doubt
it
(OH!)
We
do
it
like
we
do
it
(OH!)
with
nothing
to
hide
Hollerin
Brownsville
(DON'T
FUCK
WITH
THE
PRIDE)
From
a
world
down
inside
(WHERE)
killers
and
vandals
Train
in
rugged
terrain
to
maintain
handles
(FIZZ!)
Nobody
touchin
him
(WILL!)
Still
double
clutchin
'em
Please
believe
I'm
out
of
your
league
(DON'T
FUCK
WITH
HIM!)
Extrordinary
rap
kid,
don't
get
yo'
young
ass
Bumped
off
and
dumped
off
the
Brooklyn
Bridge
I
got
a
chip
on
my
shoulder
(AH!)
and
an
extra
clip
To
fit
the
heavy
shit
on
my
hip
and
my
holster
[Chorus:
sped
up
"Take
a
Minute"
samples]
[Lil'
Fame]
It's
for
the
listeners
- for
those
that
have
an
ear
for
this
Straight
from
Jamar-rrrrrrrrocko
in
the
mix
Keep
the
mic
crystal
clear
when
he
spit
He
do
it
for
thugs
huggin
the
block
and
he's
straight
from
the
bricks
Go
get
your
mac
homes,
it's
Fizzy
Womack
homes,
he
back
homes
He
crack
bones
and
crack
domes
you
get
your
back
BLOWN
We
don't
write
battle
raps
for
yo'
ass;
we
catch
him
in
the
streets
Put
golf
clubs
and
bats
to
yo'
ass
Now
salute
(SALUTE)
to
those
(TO
THOSE)
that
held
it
down
for
years
Keepin
our
shit
on
blast...
(M.O.P.)
They
wonder
why
they
don't
get
enough
M.O.P.
(why
that?)
Simple
and
plain
(what?)
we
don't
kiss
ass
FUCK
IT!
Let
it
bang,
we
still
do
our
thang
Ten
years
in
the
game
and
ain't
shit
changed
Fuck
the
whole
rap
game!
Bill
and
Fame
still
killin
the
beats
Still
bangin
and
we
still
in
the
streets,
mother-fucker!
[Chorus]
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