R.P - Famous lyrics

"World... world... world... world..." Whattup? Aight? Whattup whattup whattup n**y? It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherf**in' house?) No question! It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherf**in' house?) No question! It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) doin our thang Recruitin and salutin real n***az like Wu bang (salute!) Billy Danze hard to notice when I'm mellow Makin moves smoother than Jimmy Fingers in Good fellow Never ga**ed to do, what I have to do Splashin you, blastin you, takin your stash from you International, bell ringa ruckus bringa (Downtown Swinga) exercisin my index finga Sayin 'Wha**up?' to the people that though we'd desert em "Hardcore" was raw but we got more to hurt em Firing Squad all up in your district (last album was foul) But yet some missed it, bet they gon' get with this sh** (Who's in the house?) It's the last generation Real ill n***az from the field you'll be facin Ninety-six flavor for your neighbor, how ya like us now? (Bucka-Bucka-Bla-Blucka-Bla-Blucka-Bucka-BLAOW!) It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherf**in' house?) No question! It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherf**in' house?) No question! Bust it, who stepped out the woodworks and give Villains Vietnam flashbacks of doin all that hood dirt The M (BLAOW) O (BLAOW) P still bangin What's strange ain't nuttin changed, them bells still rangin You want to be drug dealing, f** k**ing, wack rappers are foul And plus that sh** you talk is out of bounds Ask yourself is you ready for action packed in Gettin blasted with your whole ribcage crashed in I'm outspoken, n***az Language is Broken Record labels need to stop that wack sh** they be promotin See me knowin me G I drop physical science This lethal rap appliance'll f** up your whole alliance This is the way we BRING THINGS, check out how we SWING THINGS M.O.P. be having sh** jumping way up in Sing-Sing A new star is born, peace to Teflon I'ma blow up the East when we release the bomb It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherf**in' house?) No question! It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherf**in' house?) No question! It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherf**in' house?) No question! It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherf**in' house?) No question! Same n***az got my back and Still blue steel we're packin' Same hardcore raps and Still focused on makin' it happen, WHATTUP? They want to see us Tell em hold on M.O.P. is back and, that's one to grow on The four pound move, rugged rounds that down fools Rough enough to make the whole f**in' ground move Representin' and it ain't playin' War Games With nuttin' to lose I put him on snooze and blow out his brains (Lil' Fame!) Kick back and watch how it go down We here so beware, prepare for the throwdown Crooklyn Crooks, is the ones that blew em We live in it so I'ma give it to em Bring it to em raw (that's how you bring it) Bring it to em raw (let the real n***a swing it) Bring it to em raw Give it to em ruff rugged and fat Where you at? Where you at? Where you at? Where you at? It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherf**in' house?) No question! It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherf**in' house?) No question! It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherf**in' house?) No question! It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad (Is Home Team in the motherf**in' house?) No question!