Luyện nghe bài hát O.c.m.o.p.

Brooklyn! Uh, yeah! Now, this shit out

Verse O.C.

Now check this motherfucking capo here
Mash Out Posse SLASH O.C. come together like a and a clip
We gon' jam its time to blast!
Big niggaz that rap, we 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 Brooklyn shit
this ten-man clique
Who don't know how to act, for some niggaz to hit
And if you think it can't happen to you
You might just end up in the East River with some shoes
I ain't no more, I'm gonna bring it to your ass raw
I flipped the word around, nigga, this WAR
Yo, that, Brooklyn's on the map forever
To Billy and Fame, I hope you niggaz for whatever
With Mike, go get the guns its time to shoot
To I give a 21-GUN SALUTE
(Come on)

Flatbush and scratched*
--Crown Heights-- "Thought I'd y'all"
*cut 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 York-- "Thought I'd y'all"

Verse two: Lil'

I used to 'em, this is a holdup
em roll up, come up out your clothes and get your whole shit swole
up
This game ain't changed cause I became a dude
I'm still a black cat, quick, and straight clapping
(Try to act rude) the mascott
With clown ass ways, these days, look what your ass got
Clap, shot the body, I'm keeping it
That cartoon ass thought he was King of the Hill
That whole was animation, immitation
When I that ass on out, like immigration
Ways of Emancipation,
Constitutional rights, the GENERATION
facin, M.O.P., O.G.'s
Flippin this track O.C.
Niggaz know we, hold shit down for Brooklyn, nigga!
Where spark and leave them things smoking, nigga!

Verse Billy Danze

Hot damn! Danze shot head
cooperation, I'm taking donations, ante up the bread
(Clap, clap!) You got that fat while we gone
So the balance that I like, we're taking on
Put the of that shit in the bag
I would tear ass to pieces, so you please don't make me mad
(Here we go again!) You ain't known, I control my
I only got love for the thugs that's to me
(Who that?) Berkuance, soldier, I'm ill
*pause* I ya, I'm real!
And I've been a double danly
Everyone ?from my is sayin? (Daddy, don't fail me)
Hold on, the way that I jettin my foes may be even
I'm one of them dudes that niggaz refuse to in
(Life is full of obstacles!) so weeping
(At 24-years old) My goal is too keep breathing