M.o.p. - Ante Up

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 Take minks off! take things off!

 Take chains off! take rings off!

 Braclets is yapped, fame came off!

  everything off!

 Fool what you want, we stiflin fools

 Fool what you want? your life or your jewels?

 The rules, , next thing 

 Respect mine we brooklyn bound,  now, 



 

 Brownsville, home of the brave

 Put in work in the street like a slave

 Keep a rugged dress code, always in this stress mode

  so?!

 You think i don't know that? 

 Nigga hold that!  nigga hold that!  nigga hold that!

 From the street cousin, you know the drill

 I'm nine hundred and ninety nine thou short of a mil



 

 Ante up! yap that fool!

 Ante up! kidnap that fool!

 It's the perfect timin, you see the man shinin

 Get up off them god damn diamonds! huh!

 Ante up! oh! yap that fool! oh!

 Ante up! oh! kidnap that fool!

 Get him (get him) get him! hit him (hit him) hit him!

 Yap him! (zap him!) yap him! (zap him!)



 

 Them thugs you know, aint friendly

 Them jewels you rock, make 'em envy

 You thinkin it's all good, you creep through a small hood

 Goons comin up outta a cut for your goods and they all should

 Ante up! yap that fool!

 You want big money, kidnap that fool!

 If you up in the club, back out your pis-tal money



 Catch them fools at the bar for that cristal money



 

 The '87 stick up kids, 

 Get the fuck up out that 740 shorty i ain't playin

 It's flash that thang time,  bang time

 Ante up! nigga, it's game time

 Hand over the ring, take over the chain

 Gimme the fuckin watch before i pop one in your brain

 Stop playin these childish games with me

 Representin 1-7-1-8, dangerously, nigga!



  w& variations



 

 I'ma, street regulator, true playa hater

 Get back down, make your ass a mack spraya hater

 Things that we need, money, clothes, weed indeed

 Hats, food, booze, essentials, credentials

 Code of the streets, owners who creep

 Slow when you sleep, holdin the heat

 Put holes in your jeep, respect the streets

 It's the l-i l-f a-m,  e, 



 

 Yeah nigga danze, gave you a chance

 Cuz i blazed your man, i'm in the wrong

 He said he was strong

 I had reason to believe he had some shit up his sleeve all along

  fuck you your honor! check my persona!

 I'm strong enough for old gold and marijuana!

 I'ma do what i wanna, quiet as kept

  til i was tired of stress, yes lord!



  w& variations



 Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha...

 The fuck, the fuck, the fuck...

 Nigga!

 What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck...

 Ha, what

 First family, first family...

 Brooklyn...

 Yeah!

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