Luyện nghe bài hát O.c.m.o.p.

Brooklyn! Uh, yeah! Now, check shit out

Verse O.C.

Now this motherfucking capo right here
Mash Out Posse SLASH O.C. together like a glock and a clip
We gon' jam its time to blast!
Big that rap, we bout to get in your ass
We done played the background, ay-yo all my
I'm naming names, it, it's on
I'm taking it back to some Brooklyn
With ten-man clique
Who don't know how to act, lookin for some to hit
And if you ever it can't happen to you
You might just end up in the East River with some shoes
I playin no more, I'm gonna bring it to your ass raw
I flipped the word around, nigga, means WAR
Yo, that, Brooklyn's on the map forever
To Billy and Fame, I hope you down for whatever
With Mike, go get the guns when its to shoot
To I give a 21-GUN SALUTE
(Come on)

Flatbush *cut and
Heights-- "Thought I'd remind y'all"
Brownsville and scratched* (Firing Squad)
"Thought I'd y'all" *scratching*
Bushwick *cut and scratched* "(See I) I'd remind y'all"
*cut and
--East New "Thought I'd remind y'all"

Verse Lil' Fame

I to roll 'em, this is a holdup
em roll up, come up out your clothes and get your whole shit swole
up
This game changed cause I became a rapping dude
I'm still a cat, quick, and straight clapping dude
(Try to act rude) Play the
With clown ass ways, these days, look what your ass got
Clap, shot the body, I'm it real
That cartoon ass nigga thought he was King of the
whole shit was animation, immitation
When I shipped that ass on out, like
Ways of Emancipation,
rights, the LAST GENERATION
facin, M.O.P., O.G.'s
Flippin this track O.C.
know we, hold this shit down for Brooklyn, nigga!
Where guns spark and leave things smoking, nigga!

Verse three: Billy

Hot damn! Danze shot your
Full cooperation, I'm taking donations, up the bread
(Clap, clap!) You got that fat while we gone
So the balance that I wrote like, taking on
Put the rest of shit in the bag
I would tear your ass to pieces, so you don't make me mad
(Here we go again!) You ain't known, I my destiny
I only got for the thugs that's next to me
(Who that?) Berkuance, soldier, I'm ill
*pause* I ya, I'm real!
And I've been doing a double
Everyone ?from my crew is sayin? (Daddy, don't me)
Hold on, the way that I jettin my foes may never be
I'm one of them that niggaz refuse to believe in
(Life is full of obstacles!) so keep
(At 24-years old) My only goal is too breathing