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M.O.P - Ring Ding Lyrics
M.O.P - Ante Up  Lyrics
M.O.P - Cold As IceLyrics

M.O.P - Ring Ding
{*CHORUS*}
[D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding
[D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding
[D] Ring ding [F] Ring king motherfuckers
[D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding
[D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding
[D] Ring ding [F] Ring king motherfuckers

[Billy Danze]
Yo, I'm ringin bells across the nation, ain't nuttin changed
Still hittin motherfuckers at point blank range
If I ain't in it to win it I wouldn't be in it
It's Billy Danze, here me kid? (Lil' Fame co-defendant)
This little bastard can't be tamed, he's strange
I wonder what the fuck be goin on through his brain
Year of Def Jam while you're Cold Chillin
Shorty wanted props in hip-hop cause he's the last villain

[Lil' Fame]
Aiyyo aiyyo stop the record {*needle*} What's my motherfuckin name?
{*scratched: "Lil' Fame, Lil'-Lil' Fame"*}
We ringin bells (ring ding) ring ding
with that hardcore swing, Fame and Billy be doin the same thang
The way, I'ma show you how
motherfuckers jump up, them motherfuckers get down..
Anybody that asks to battle
you better pass, cause I'mA kick a bone out your ass
A lot of people went and seen the movie "Posse"
but ain't seen a real POSSE, until you seen the M.O.P.
Chill kid, cause you gon' cause Fame to get fatal
Smash and mash your monkey-ass like potatoes (uhh)
You said it, you dead and, it ain't hard to tell kid
M (fuckin) O (fuckin) P's ringin bells

{*CHORUS*}

[Lil' Fame]
Yo, we makin moves while the herbs lookin silly
Cause Bill and Fame'll really spark 'em down like a Phillie
For real, when that nigga Bill starts to puff his Wheaties
Niggaz calm down and play the wall like graffiti
If I see, niggaz want it then I'ma give it to 'em
Pull out the seventeen shot glock and I'ma do 'em
Yo Bill, I think we gotta bring the ruckus..

[Billy Danze]
.. I'ma kill one of you motherfuckers
Give me my propers (ring ding, there it is) Where it at?
(Ring ding) All the (??) run each time we bust a cap
(Everytime) we bust a rhyme (Everytime) we empty the clip
(Everytime) we threw you a hit (Everytime) we split somebody shit
Not reAlly but illy is Fame and Billy and really you gotta know
If it ain't the M.O.P. then check this and you gotta go
Let me show you where I'm AT, cause I'm FAT
Give me my propers after THAT, or I'll lay you on your fuckin back
I leave you stumblin, niggaz know we're trouble when-
-ever you see, M.O.P., G we be bubblin
(Bill is a real nigga) Yeah Bill is a real nigga
Come on now, you're fuckin round with a ill figure
I'm ringin bells on top of the line, you're blind
Stevie Wonder can see you niggaz can't fuck with me
The Lord tested, me and mine finessed it
Word is bond we got it goin on no need for stressin
My 40's the drug, you see I'm the (?) then I'ma leave it alone
I'm out, get witcha maggot-ass player homes

Yo this one goin out to my motherfuckin nigga P-Lawn
(Yeah, to my nigga nigga man)
To my nigga Pit
(My nigga Bo)
That nigga McGruff
(Prince Leroy, rest in peace)
Spud McKenzie, rest in peace
(To my brother Big Nal, rest in peace)
Yeah.. M.O.P. up in the house!
Billy Danze holdin it down, y'knahmsayin?
My nigga Lil' Fame, Lazy Laze
Boo Bang under the B's, Black Shawn, McGruff
Shit, my whole Home Team kid
Hill Figga Niggaz
Goin out in a blaze, yeah


Ante Up

AVENUE!! 
Uhh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! 
Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! 

[Lil Fame] 
Take minks off! Take things off! 
Take jeans off! Take rings off! 
Blaze cats that yap, Fame came off! 
[Ante Up!] Everything off! 
Fool what you want, we stifling fools 
Fool what you want? Your life or your jewels? 
The rules, [buck 'em down!] Next thing, [buck 'em down!] 
Respect mine we Brooklyn bound, [bound!] now, [now!] 

[Billy Danze] 
Brownsville, home of the brave 
Put in work in the street like a slave 
Keep a rugged dress code, always in this stress mode 
[That will send you to your grave] So?! 
You think I don't know that? [BLOW!] 
Nigga hold that! [BLOW!] Nigga hold that! [BLOW!] Nigga hold that! 
>From the street cousin, you know the drill 
I'm nine hundred and ninety nine thou short of a mil 

HOOK: 
Ante Up! 
Yap that fool! 
Ante Up! 
Kidnap that fool! 
It's the perfect timin, you see the mad shinin 
Get up off them goddam 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! Gap him! 
Yap him! Gap him! 

[Lil Fame] 
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 trippin about a cuff and 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 

[Billy Danze] 
The '87 stick up kids, [what you niggas sayin?] 
Get the fuck up out that 740 shorty I aint playin 
It's flash that thang time, [bang] 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! 

HOOK: 
Ante Up! 
Yap that fool! 
Ante Up! 
Kidnap that fool! 
It's the perfect timin, you see the mad shinin 
Get up off them goddam diamonds! 
Huh! 
Ante Up! Oh! 
Yap that fool! Oh! 
Ante Up! Oh! 
Kidnap that fool! Oh! 
Get him, get him, get him, get him! 
Hit him, hit him, hit him, hit him! 
Yap him! Yap him! 
Jab him! 

[Lil Fame] 
I'ma, street regulata, true playa hata 
Get back down, make your ass a mack spraya hata 
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, [M!] E, [E!] 

[Billy Danze] 
Yeah nigga Danze, gave you a chance 
Cuz I blazed your man, I'm in the wrong 
He said he was true, 
I had reason to believe he had some shit up his sleeve all along 
[So?] Fuck you your honor! Jetline persona! 
I'm strong enough for Old Gold and marijuana! 
I'ma do what I wanna, crime is kept 
[Raise hell!] Til I was tired of stress, yes lord! 

HOOK: 
Ante Up! 
Yap that fool! 
Ante Up! 
Kidnap that fool! 
It's the perfect timin, you see the mad shinin 
Go and get them goddam diamonds! 
Ante Up! 
Yap that fool! 
Ante Up! 
Kidnap that fool! 
Get him, get him, get him! 
Hit him, hit him, hit him! 
Yap him! Jab him 
Yap him! 

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! 

Remix

[Busta Ryhmes] 
Attention please, attention please!! 
This shit here feels like a whole entire WORLD collapsed! 
Motherfuckerrrrrrrrrr! Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah) yeah! 
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) 
Buck (buck) buck (buck) buck (buck) buck (buck) buck 

Busta Rhymes now, M.O.P. now 
What you want now? (What you want now?) 
What you want now? (What you want now?) 
What you want now? (What you want 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 cock that tool, nigga run your damn jewels 
'fore we fuck around and lay you up in your own blood pool, nigga 
Hunt you down nigga, run your ass down 
Unleash the hounds til them niggaz'll gun your ass down (STOP IT) 
You frontin like this was a thing of the past 
With tattoos over the scars a nigga left on your ass! 
My niggaz think lopsided, bust they gat cross-sided 
In the subways they rob trains runnin along-side it! 
(BUCK BUCK) See motherfucker we don't play with that shit 
And if you want your shit back you had to PAY for that shit! 
You little costume niggaz, Romper-Room niggaz 
Get you in the night or early in the afternoon niggaz 
We takin your whole shit WHILE WE PASS THROUGH 
Even the shirt off your back, nigga RUN THAT TOO 

[Remi Martin] 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
I catch you backstage, give me the keys to the Escalade 
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 (OHH!) take your 'dro money (OHH!) 
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 
[] 
(BLAOW!) Bitch, run that! (BLAOW!) Bitch, run that! 
So keep actin like you don't know where the funds at 
And I'ma show y'all motherfuckers where the guns at 

ANTE UP!! Yo yap that bitch 
She try to spaz out then smack that bitch 
Hoe you don't be rhymin, you still memorizin 
Remi want them God damn diamonds (HUH!!!) 

[Chorus: M.O.P.] 
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!! Yap that fool! 
ANTE UP!! Kidnap that fool! 
Get him (get him) get him, hit him (hit him) hit him 
Yap him (ZAP HIM) yap him (ZAP HIM) 

[M.O.P.] ANTE UP!! Yap that fool! 
[Teflon] Fuck hip-hop, rip pockets, snatch jewels! 
[M.O.P.] ANTE UP!! 

[Teflon] 
What? My whole family nuts 
Run up yo' stash house, tie granny up 
Make you strip butt-naked 
Young buck got struck with the gun butt 
Quit 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 guestlist 

[M.O.P.] ANTE UP!! 

[Lil' Fame] 
Show no mercy; B.K., nigga, thirsty thirsty 
We bang hollows, you misrepresentin 
the game motherfucker you lame and your chain hollow 
Hit him (hit him) hit him, flash the tech 
Yap your chain, smash the lens in your specs 
Listen.. it's, Lil' Fame right? 
With that Brownsville mentality to Shanghai 

[Billy Danze] 
Hey yo I'm firin out a coppertop city, with a whole empire 
A clip full of blue-tips and a hand full of FIYAHH! 
Eat deep dirt nigga (YEP) 
It's Berk' I put in work until it hurt nigga (STEP) 
Easy out the truck punk, 'fore I leave your ass leakin 
I'ma bang til the springs in this thang start squeakin 
Die cocksucker, boom BAP boom BAP 
Aight motherfucker, what's wrong with you? 

[Chorus]


Cold As Ice 

Colllld.. asss.. iiiiice; you know that you are 
Colllld.. asss.. iiiiice; you're cold as ice to me! 
Colllld.. asss.. iiiiice.." 

[M.O.P.] 
Yeah, hahahahaha, OHHHHH SHIT! ["You're as cold as ice"] 
YEAH!! ["You're willing to sacrifice"] 
Word the fuck UP! ["You're as cold as ice"] 
You're ICE! ["You're willing to sacrifice"] 
[] First Family 
["You're willing to sacrifice"] 
["You're as cold as ice", "You're willing to sacrifice"] 

[Billy Danze] 
A predicate gun buster, I passed all classes 
One of the fastest at blastin flashes (BURNT) 
You seen my work, you know my steez 
It's a slim chance that I'ma hesitate to squeeze, please 
Money never made me (no) money never played me (NO NO) 
.. and Money bet' not make (?) or I break his ass 
Subtract his ass when I step through his hood 
Fuck droppin you, I'm into stoppin you for good 

[Lil' Fame] 
Stop him if you could ["You're as cold as ice"] 
And you'll be, stiff as a log in a suit lookin nice 
Youse a sinner nigga ["You're as cold as ice"] 
But you ain't cold enough to freeze hot slugs when they run up in ya 
You ain't in my class nigga, I'm the last nigga 
You gon' fuck around and get blast, sucka ass nigga 
The soul survivor, survivor sole 
Nigga you roll, and I roll, let's stroll 
I told you that I'm cold! 

[M.O.P.] 
["You're as cold as ice"] Yeah! 
["You're willing to sacrifice"] 
["You're as cold as ice"] Yeah! 
["You're willing to sacrifice"] 
["You're as cold as ice", "You're willing to sacrifice"] 
["You're as cold as ice", "You're willing to sacrifice"] 

[Lil' Fame] 
Yo I terrorize guys (EXERCISE) street formulas 
At hip-hop shows, cause pandemonium 
Shit, I ain't concerned until it's my turn 
I snatch a mic jump on the stage and show my ass like Howard Stern 
But not in that form (hell nah) I perform 
lyrical heatwaves, that'll keep your brain warm 
But when it's on, you fuck around and get ripped up 
or get placed in a bodybag, with that ass zipped up 
Toe tag 'em! 

[Billy Danze] 
GOT HIM! 
Even ballistics won't be able to tell, how the fo'-fo' ragged him 
Dragged him, halfway down the block 
Now you know where a nigga go when a nigga close a nigga shop 
["You're as cold as ice"] Fuck you! 
Tell me somethin new 
On behalf of the First Family staff, and homicide crews 
in control - REAL NIGGAZ WON'T FOLD 
I told you we were cold 

[M.O.P.] 
["You're as cold as ice"] Yeah! 
["You're willing to sacrifice"] WHAT UP? 
["You're as cold as ice", "You're willing to sacrifice"] 
["You're as cold as ice"] Yeah 
["You're willing to sacrifice"] 
["You're as cold as ice", "You're willing to sacrifice"]
 

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