- Ante Up (Robbin Hoodz Theory) 歌词 M.O.P.
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- M.O.P. Ante Up (Robbin Hoodz Theory) 歌词
- M.O.P.
- Attention please, attention please
This *************t here feels like a whole entire world collapsed
Mother**********, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
Busta Rhymes now, M.O.P. now
What you want now?
(What you want, want, want, want, want, want buck, buck)
Ante up, no, cut that fool
They want to act stupid gun butt that fool
When I ********** that tool, ************* run your damn jewels
'Fore we ************* around and lay you up in your own blood pool, *************
Hunt you down *************, run your ass down
Unleash the hounds till them *************z will gun your ass down
(Stop it)
You frontin' like this was a thing of the past
With tattoos over the scars a ************* left on your ass
My *************z think lopsided, bust they gat cross sided
In the subways they rob trains runnin' along side it
(Buck, buck)
See mother********** we don't play with that *************t
And if you want your *************t back you had to pay for that *************t
You little costume *************z, Romper-Room *************z
Get you in the night or early in the afternoon *************z
We takin' your whole *************t while we pass through
Even the *************rt off your back, ************* run that too
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I catch you backstage, give me the keys to the Escalate
You think you cute hoe? Take off them Gucci shades
I get my dogs to do you dirty, they all seven thirty
Rock a ski-mask, whether it's June or February
I take your show money, take your 'dro money
(Oh, oh)
Yo yap that fool 'cause I don't know money
For my peeps that hate slow money I put them in the industry
So they can come and take, all your money
Wish I could bring Pun back
(Blaow)
*************, run that
(Blaow)
*************, run that
(Blaow)
*************, run that
So keep actin' like you don't know where the funds at
And I'ma show y'all mother**********s where the guns at
Ante up, yo yap that *************
She try to spaz out then smack that *************
Hoe you don't be rhymin', you still memorizin'
Remy want them goddamn diamonds
(Uh)
Ante up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin', you see the man *************nin'
Get up off them goddamn diamonds
(Uh)
Ante up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that fool
Get him, get him, hit him, hit him
(Get him, hit him)
Yap him, yap him
(Zap him, zap him)
Ante up, yap that fool
************* hip hop, rip pockets
Snatch jewels
Ante up
What? My whole family suck
Run up yo' stash house, tie granny up
Make you strip butt-naked
Young buck got struck with the gun butt
(For what?)
For tryin' to tuck the necklace
I'm young hungry armed and reckless
On the streets with a death wish
Don't hide when you see me, I'm on the guest list
Ante up
Show no mercy B.K., *************, thirsty thirsty
We bang hollows, you misrepresentin'
The game mother********** you lame and your chain hollow
Hit him, hit him, flash the tech
(Hit him)
Yap your chain, smash the lens in your specs
Listen it's, Lil' Fame right?
With that Brownsville mentality to Shanghai
Hey yo I'm firin' out a copper top city, with a whole empire
A clip full of blue-tips and a hand full of Fiyahh
Eat deep dirt *************
(Yep)
It's Berk' I put in work until it hurt *************
(Step)
Easy out the truck punk, 'fore I leave your ass leakin'
I'ma bang till the springs in this thang start squeakin'
Die **********, boom BAP boom BAP
Aight mother**********, what's wrong with you?
Ante up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin', you see the man *************nin'
Get up off them goddamn diamonds
(Uh)
Ante up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap that fool
Get him, get him, hit him, hit him
(Get him, hit him)
Yap him, yap him
(Zap him, zap him)
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