M.o.p. - Stop Pushin' lyrics

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M.o.p. - Stop Pushin' lyrics

[Intro:] Uhh! Fizzy Wo', MO P's Uhh, uhh, uh Kah-uh kah-uh, kah-C'MON! Gangsta boogie with the Famesta Famesta boogie with the gangsta, gangsta [Lil' Fame:] I gets gangsta big now with it! Bust how the homey get down with it (C'MON) If you want you can get down with it, or sit down with it We tear sh** down with it in the (GHETTO!) Still runnin with my homebody from 3-3-9 And 1-5-4-5 (STILL) totin fo'-fives n***a what the f** is on yo' mind? Can't none of you rap n***az hold mine, n***a Fizzy Wo' shine Y'all n***az rappin like y'all rap for Nickolodeon With a mouth full of cubic zirconias I catch you at the Hip-Hop Summit (uh-huh) smack fire out'cha mouth Call you a b**h and piss on the podium! What I say on a record, I MEAN on a record The hood love my voice, I'm mean on a record! It's cream on a record, n***a you ain't gon' do sh** You just blowin off steam on a record [Chorus: Lil' Fame] STOP PUSHIN! You better stop pushin me dog You see a n***a comin through, gimme room Tell them n***az to move (ni**a MOVE!) Y'all motherf**ers better stop pushin (ni**a STOP PUSHIN) The next motherf**er that push me I'm goin right upside your motherf**in head (STRAIGHT LIKE THAT) The next motherf**er that push me I'm goin right upside your motherf**in head (STRAIGHT LIKE THAT) [Billy Danze:] Hey yo I'm big Bill Danze in it, Y'KNAHMEAN? And had enough to cop the drop and the Chevy is clean I mean there's somethin 'bout the way that I lean That'll shake a n***a out of a scheme, that means it's (GHETTO!) Geah and I break a n***a right at the spleen, we do it gritty Down with n***az who scattered around Sin City Equipped with the pounds and semis, so I ain't worried 'bout you f**ers as I ride by, drownin Henny They give me DAP - how it's lookin pa? - I see you still floatin Keep it raw! - Oh fo' sho' son, my sh** is still smokin From the do', n***az gave you the vibe - MOVE ON! And it'll take a miracle for you to get out alive (BROOKLYN!) Real G's get it on I rub you under the chin with a gemstar homes You know I got a condition, you see me twitchin At my d**h one of you motherf**ers slippin, I'm hittin [Chorus]