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[Verse One: Billy Danze] Allow me to turn this bitch into Fight Club That`s how my family react when there`s no love Young coward probably nothing repostal slug I`m tired of niggas hollering [A STRAIGHT THUG] Yeah whatever, if you ain`t ready to rock And pop-pop-pop-pop, non stop.. [STOP!] We are ready to rock, and pop-pop-pop-pop And clear the whole motherfucking block [Billy Danze right], that`s right back on some other shit Stop doin sucker shit, watch who you fucking with Know that the meaning of the Danze`s man Know that the meaning of the man`s his fam [FIRST FAMILY!] If you don`t like to get to grippin ya thang If I catch you slipping I`m spitting and splitting ya brain Praised in the bid of the flame, N-D-O the ability, extended the game [?]
[Chorus] Journalist: We gon` shut this game down, and move on heard Lil` Fame: Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH] Bill Danze: We gon` burn this bitch down, and that`s my word Lil` Fame: Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH] Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH] Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH]
[Verse Two: Journalist] South Phil` with Brownsville, damn that sounds ill [SJEEZ] Now watch me, niggas get found killed Especially those who wear wires Find theyself stuck in the trunk, stomach on the street tire Don`t you go try us, shit the Brown stay smoking You could use the tools for a blow dryer I don`t hold fire, comprende? Standing there stupid like the Gimbe, I shoot it like M.J Clap you up then wrap you up in some kintay Bag you up, then drop you off on your frimway Before the cops come questioning cats I`m at the border in a pancho with Mexican hat For this cheddar y`all be messing with rats so I`ma Swiss Cheeser `Til there`s no bullets left in the gat Watch what you say to may (me), or before I skate away I spray A.K., heat your grill like Labor Day Shit, I do this thing day to day Y`all new rappers walk around like y`all motherfuckers paved the way Journalist featuring M.O.P I`m three letters out the alfabet, look how wild it get
[Chorus] Journalist: We gon` shut this game down, and move on heard Lil` Fame: Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH] Bill Danze: We gon` burn this bitch down, and that`s my word Lil` Fame: Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH] Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH] Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH] Journalist: Niggas! [UHHNNH] Bill Danze: Bitches! [UHHNNH] Lil` Fame: Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH] Journalist: Niggas! [UHHNNH] Bill Danze: Bitches! [UHHNNH] Lil` Fame: Make yourself be heard!
[Verse Three: Lil` Fame] Fame`s be like a prayin mantis, fuck who`s amp is Y`all to fuck around, I let the triple fat goose mafia ??? What you champions? I put you on back pressure Have your grown-ass wearing blue Pampers Get on a murder out, no need to burn `em out We don`t cheese `em cats, heard about word of mouth And I blast faster, put it on Nobody see nothing, when po-po ask, they like `HMMHMM` Yo, First Fam`, full blown blasting Atlantial Sea, M.O.P. mashing My niggas held down, throw cocktails in your house Burn that bitch to a cocktail lounge Foreby, four runner, for your toy soldiers Blue steel, I ain`t talking Toyota The game for close ya, close up shop And put the locks on the game, `cause the game`s all over
[Chorus] Journalist: We gon` shut this game down, and move on heard Lil` Fame: Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH] Bill Danze: We gon` burn this bitch down, and that`s my word Lil` Fame: Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH]
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