Lyrics Wanna Be G's - M.O.P.

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

And who's first up to bat? Fox

Fox, 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

Y'all 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
(Slow down Fox, you're killin' 'em)

I did it again
She ain't gotta know how to fight, she know how to win
You know what?
(What?)
Y'all 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 block and
Y'all know what, y'all niggaz ain't ready for this shit
(Nigga)
Fox
(Fox)

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

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 commissary
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 responsible 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 you're playin', nigga

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

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 y'all
(Y'all)
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 pit bull 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

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

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