M.o.p. - New Jack City lyrics

Chorus: m.o.p. This is, ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare Prepare, get on your post and stand clear If you start it, defend it, start it, we'll end it We're highly recommended, listen, this is Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare Prepare, get on your post and stand clear The brownsville sluggers, about to attack... [lil fame] Bring it back, yo i'm tired of you herbs Gettin on my nerves Pretendin to be drug dealers, and k**ers You fold up, hold up, let me ease the grip So they can jack talkin 'bout how many keys you flip Your sleeves get ripped off for that bracelet you rockin This lil n***a get to poppin, pistol grippin and co*kin [cuz nine times outta ten] i'm guranteed to leave you stragglin Plus i bag emcees that's babblin I aint tryin to hear ya But i'm about ready to ear ya out Get the gats and clear ya out Cuz you's a part time felon, kid k**ing yellin [before i send a slug through your melon] I'm a basket case, don't make me bash your face [you sittin] i'm sittin on chrome like masta ace It's live n***a, no jive, hear the guns blast I be wreckin like the f**in jamaicans at sunsplash [it aint where you from] it's where ya at And where you be at times, you don't have your f**in gat So chill with your riff raff, your b**h staff Is some new cats, living in new jack city!! Chorus: m.o.p. [billy danze] Yo what the f** is the deal, here comes a new generation of rap dudes [with fake attitudes] that refuse to play by the rules It's a shame the way they be dissin the game They fantasize then go to something i would tell lies [these fake thugs] replace slugs that's have three to n***a [actin like he want it] no one wanna see my n***as [firing squad] still firing, f**in wit old timers Wit rhymers ready to come out of retirement Stoppin your traffic, [m.o.p.] a cla**ic Puttin you b**h a** n***as in caskets [you lil ba*tards] Don't know this rap sh**, get this My family is ready to lynch, and roll before all you devils and sins [raw breed] indeed, we proceed to give you what you need You way out of your motherf**ing league It's the, warpath, o.g. staff Ambidextrous and i'll tear your maggot a** in half My family don't give a f** about you How 'bout i, jump up and smack the sh** out you [get at 'em] took you down the firing squad committee Wit no pity, detonating this new jack city!!