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Army with harmony Dave drop a load on 'em OPP, how can I explain it I'll take you frame by frame it To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it O is for Other, P is for People scratchin' temple The last P...well...that's not that simple It's sorta like another way to call a cat a kitten It's five little letters that are missin' here You get on occassion at the other party As a game 'n it seems I gotta start to explainin' Bust it You ever had a girl and met her on a nice hello You get her name and number and then you feelin' real mellow You get home, wait a day, she's what you wanna know about Then you call up and it's her girlfriend or her cousin's house It's not a front, F to the R to the O to the N to the T It's just her boyfriend's at her house (Boy, that's what is scary) It's OPP, time other people's what you get it There's no room for relationship there's just room to hit it How many brothers out there know just what I'm gettin' at Who thinks it's wrong 'cos I'm splittin' and co-hittin' at Well if you do, that's OPP and you're not down with it But if you don't, here's your membership Chorus: You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with OPP (Every last homie) You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with OPP (All the homies) As for the ladies, OPP means something gifted The first two letters are the same but the last is something different It's the longest, loveliest, lean-- I call it the leanest It's another five letter word rhymin' with cleanest and meanest I won't get into that, I'll do it...ah...sorta properly I say the last P...hmmm...stands for property Now lady here comes a kiss, blow a kiss back to me, now tell me exactly Have you ever known a brother who have another like ah girl or wife And you just had to stop and just 'cos he look just as nice You looked at him, he looked at you and you knew right away That he had someone but he was gonna be yours anyway You couldn't be seen with him and honestly you didn't care 'Cos in a room behind a door no one but y'all are there When y'all are finish, y'all can leave and only y'all would know And then y'all could throw the skeleton bones right in the closet do' Now don't be shocked 'cos if you're down I want your hands up high Say OPP (OPP) I like to say with pride Now when you do it, do it well and make sure that it counts You're now down with a discount Chorus: You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with OPP (Every last lady) You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with OPP (All the ladies) This girl ah tried to OPP me I had a girl and she knew that matter-of-fact my girl was partner's that Had a fall out, disagreement, yeah an argument She tried to do me so we did it in my apartment, bust it That wasn't the thing it must have been the way she hit the ceiling 'Cos after that she kept on coming back and catchin' feelings I said, "Let's go my girl is coming so you gotta leave" She said, "Oh no, I love you Treach" I said, "Now child please" You gots to leave, come grab your coat, right now you gotta go I said now look you to the stairs and to the stairwindow This was a thing, a little thing, you shouldn't have put your heart 'Cos you know I was OPP, hell from the very start Come on, come on, now let me tell you what it's all about When you get down, you can't go 'round runnin' off at the mouth That's rule number one in this OPP establishment You keep your mouth shut and it won't get back to her or him Exciting isn't it, a special kinda business Many of you will catch the same sorta OPP is you with Him or her for sure is going to admit it When OPP comes, damn-- skippy I'm with it Chorus: You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with OPP (This whole party) You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with OPP (This whole party) Break it down! |
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You 'bout to feel the chronicles of a bionical lyric lyrically splittin dismissin I'm on a mission of just hitting now it's written and kitten hittin wit mittens I'm missing wishing man listen I glisten like sun and water while fishing. Bust the move and then swerve Serve words with nerve embedded I said it word Damn, you nerd man, you heard Coming from the town of Illy and alleys are full of Phillies and Rallys suckers get Silly as Sally then found in alleys, I'm rowdy really 1-So here we go now, Holla if ya hear me though, come and feel me flow Never mixing with tricking brothers bitching Over fixins that ain't fittin to be hittin. On nothin splittin things that's bitten And gettin written off Like a fatter bad bladder boy ya pissing me off Before you even started so what So long see you fly by my try how else Could I say it when you play it try boom bye bye. (rpt 1, 1) The flow pro poetical with skills only A vet'll know better know where's The wetter flow that'son point like Decimals manhandlin new crews Partying with the Zoo Crew Looking for the pink in poo poo. I thought you knew too stone style is of stamina Jammin ta while we plannin ta jam We bust plus we're the party Amateur damager managin damagin mics Men and even mannequins. You're a fan again now I wanna know whose the man again? Naughty's back like vertibrates word to hey-a-ho The way I show you pray I flow Steady breakin to the boogie so bang time To slang bang and watch all the poo tang tangs hang (rpt 1, 1) Play and Kay'll break the body of a beat The beat the break into boogie Firm and fully chase bass lines like bullies All we wanna know is if your body wanna party It's nuff poo tang tang for everybody So hip up and split up get up Get up your wit up souped up put your dukes up No guts set up for sit ups flip up watch us rip up. Shakes shows until they fizz up Rizz up like your with us if not zip up You lip up whip up. Hits with ransom's foul styles get and ones We come back cause we heard Hip hop needed another anthem Black like Noah in fact and for ya If we was back in the days with the Drifters We would've been known as the Flowers Bevin these since the seventies Find me so we went crazy in the eighties So we won't kiss heinies in the nineties Oops the Naughty's troop in sections of forties So clap your hands and hold your shorty I'm Naughty. (rpt 1, 1) |
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[Voice - 2Pac] It's gonna be alright, you gotta believe dat [Treach] Dear God times are changing and the weather got hot Over the past year a lot of niggas went pop drop So I thank you for my life and all that I got I wanna praise you and drop off a message to Pac I was sitten here lookin at your picture my nigga puttin hash with the weed wit a mixture of liqour we can't kick it you ain't wit us is the shit I can't figure nigga I miss ya this thug gonna miss ya til I'm wit cha' it was 90 on the P.E. tour when we mashed down doesn't even seem like 7 years passed both rodies now homies out the hood on the scene you did the humpty with the u I did the walk wit the queen was a dream smokin and drinkin ? Stealin' backstage passes to hit ho's and coleseums ? the flip up make them lift they shit up get it the get up lift the trix up and switch up think of all the times that I rolled wit mine male groupies got dissed and got the hell out of dodge they was blinded when the good shined through they were on you Just know I'm gonna mourn you til I join you Chorus: x2 ashes to ashes and dust to dust i hope you here me now in god we trust even all the prayers can't bring you back to us i'll mourn you til I join you cause i'll keep in touch [Treach] we was two lil niggas both skinny and broke happy if we scrap pennies for smokes tours over we were out yeah and you called with the news you was over in ney york to film this movie called juice called you back up you told me pack up Me and you and Stretch could shack up the thug luv back up the act up Shock G and Hakeem would call and fuss cause they know we all kicked up dust You remember when the cabby said daddy wouldn't pick up our RACE You beat his ass then you spit in his face I remember on the set from the trailer feens stole your jewels and Big Stretch punched him out his shoes Back then I was taken stashes quick who holdin That's when every piece of bud I was rolen was stolen we would laugh at the jacks over six packs and yacks spit the emos over demos thinken ladies and lemos you was a wild motherfucker who could never sit still said you wouldn't rest untill you saw a mill nigga I felt you we was back an forth burough to projects for forts damn I wish they knew how much you loved new york shit and can't nobody dis my nigga motha fuck that I miss my nigga i'm a mourn you til I join you [Spoken] You ain't got to worry about how long I'm gonna mourn ya I'm gonna keep your name on the streets Chorus x2 [Treach] I'm ya true motherfucker thug nation alert keep his name on the street til ya lay in the dirt this shit hurts cause we went from poor to rich you're supposed to see alot more than this they brought you up locked you up when you did above the rim they let you out you called us up we came as thugs again we were here ah-ha rapist they shout ya'll was talkin shit that ya'll didn't know a damn thang bout you was going through your stress while your enemies laughed ain't never take no shit and Tupac never took no ass fuck the press fuck the world life goes on when you die fuck the judge fuck the court and every bitch that lied a little time ticked by, my ho and I got rocked my lady waking me up yelling Treach, Pac got shot soon as I get there I find Afeni urgin' me think I missed my baby, don't leave after surgery so I'm lookin in her eyes while they walkin me through thinkin Pac hard head what the hell I'm a do so we kicked it as they stayed and I asked what you need you say a pound for comin nigga and a hit of some weed so I asked you not to go over and over god knows you done smiled and said nigga help me get on my clothes so we got over that, you held up got locked ? they had you caged when I stopped yeah the chain remains plus you a part of my link they fucked up by givin you too much time to think I remember your release and we met up in l.a.? at the ? gettin blazed hand me down with the hay after that you blew up a made nigga platinum plus addicted to drama a soldier with a nation of thugs now we in these savage ages even yourself predicted that last night in vegas I heard gats were brandished, my nigga once again damaged And a part of his heart right here in Venice At the same time you was both loved and feared M.O.B. and fuckin thug of the year I'm a mourn you til I join you chorus x2 [Everybody] we'll mourn - that's what we'll do we'll mourn - till we're with you |
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[Intro] Smooth it out This is a story about the drifter Who waited through the worst for the best in crosstown Who never planned on havin' so dick Why me, huh? [Chorus] Everything's gonna be alright (alright) Everything's gonna be alright (alright) Everything's gonna be alright now (alright) Everything's gonna be alright (alright) [Verse 1] Some get a little and some get none Some catch a bad one and some leave the job half done I was one who never had and always mad Never knew my dad, mother fuck the fag Where anywhere I did pick up, flipped the clip up Too many stick-ups, 'cause niggas had the trigger hic-ups I couldn't get a job, nappy hair was not allowed My mother couldn't afford us all, she had to throw me out I walked the strip, which is a clip, who wanna hit? They got 'em quick, I had to eat, this money's good as spent I threw in graves, I wasn't paid enough I kept 'em long 'cause I couldn't afford a haircut I got laughed at, I got chumped, I got dissed I got upset, I got a Tec and a banana clip Was down to throw the led to any tellin' crackhead I'm still livin' broke, so a lot of good it would've did Or done, if not for bad luck, I would have none Why did I have to live a life of such a bad one Why when I was a kid and played out was a sad one And always wanted to live like just a fat one [Chorus] [Verse 2] A ghetto bastard, born next to the projects Livin' in the slums with bums, I sit and watch them Why do I have to be like this? momma said I'm priceless So I am all worthless, starved, and it's just for being a nice kid Sometimes I wish I could afford a pistol then, though Last stop to hell, I would've ended things a while ago I ain't have jack but a black hat and napsack Four squad stolen in cars in a blackjack Drop that, and now you want me to rap and give? Say somethin' positive? Well positive ain't where I lived I lived right around a corner from west hell Two blocks from south shit, it was in a jail cell The sun never shone on my side of the street, see And only once or twice a week I would speak I walked alone, my state of mind was home sweet home I couldn't keep a girl, they wanted kids for cause of chrome Some life, it you ain't wear gold your style was old And you got more juice than dope for every bottle sold Hell no, I say there's gotta be a better way But hey, never gamble any game that you can't play I'm slowin' and flowin' and goin' in on and knowin' not now How will I do it, how will I make it? I won't, that's how Why me, huh? [Chorus] My third year into adulthood, and still a knucklehead I'm better off dead, huh, that's what my neighbor said I don't do jack but fightin', lightin' up the streets at night Playin' hide and seek with a machetti ??? like Freddy swipe Some say I'm rollin' on, nothin' but a dog now I answer that with a tech, who wanna bow-wow? 'Cause I done been through more shit within the last week Than I fly flowin' in doo-doo on the concrete I been a deadbeat, dead to the world and dead wrong Since I was born that's my life, oh you don't know this song? So don't say jack, and please don't say you understand All that man to man talk just hot damn If you ain't live you couldn't feel it, so kill it, skillet And all that talk about it won't help it out, now will it? And illtown fell like I stuck-up props, got shot Don't worry, I hit Bob, flurry, and his punk-ass dropped But I'm the one who has been labeled as an outcast They changin' schools, I'm the misfit that will outlast But that's cool with the bull, smack 'em backwards That's what you get for fuckin' with a ghetto bastard [Outro] If you ain't ever been to the ghetto Don't ever come to the ghetto 'Cause you ain't understand the ghetto And stay the fuck out of the ghetto Why me? (alright) |
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