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M.O.P.

"b*tch Be a Ho"

Dj Clue: Whaaaaaaaaaaaat!!!

Chorus 2X

R.O.C. (J.D.):
Now all my n*ggas say what(what)
We dont give a f*ck(uh-huh), gotta let a b*tch be a ho(hoooo)
Now all my n*ggas say what
We dont give a f*ck
Gotta let a n*gga stack dough(money, money)

[J.D.]
All the n*ggas f*ckin in between, be the the main man
Never get stuck on the scene without a game plan, understand
I went from pop lock into tops droppin
To one of the reasons why the day parties keep rockin
No stoppin n*ggas is like (wa-what?)
And shorty from the south keep f*ckin it up
I'm the glitter and the gliss of this industry
Makin hits, is how ya'll remember me
n*ggas dream to be like this one here
JD type cat dont dissapear
I'm the J to the E, R to the M
A-I-N-E, got so many
b*tches I should set up shop
Bettin against me
Please! my bank dont stop
I come through, bumpin Clue, with a 7-5-0
Screamin, I gots to have it, I love the dough

Chorus 2X

[R.O.C.]
Nobody wanna f*ck with the R.O.C
Young G from the streets
And he's banned from t.v
Nobody said life was easy
Out on the block
I got shot
And nobody came to see me
Back on my feet
Packed my heat
Got back in the beef
Blazed it up
Are ya muthaf*ckas lookin for me
Raized it up
And now they see I'm makin rap songs
All I ask is my real doggs smash on...
I said yea and ya dont stop
Cuz its a 1-8-7 when ya f*ck wit R.O.C.!!
I said yea and ya dont quit
I'm comin live from the Bricks wit the gangsta sh*t
All my n*ggas on the corner at the end of the block
Infront of the stores, shakin my di*k at the lady cop
Shakin my clip
Til the hatas drop
And I'm in a drop-top, bumpin down ya block
And I'm dumpin

Chorus 2X

[J.D.]
I seen a lot of n*ggas go down the wrong path
And I learned from they mistakes, how to keep cash
In this world it's snakes
I dont care
I dont break
Pushin Benz, cuz a n*gga know how to create
On and on like a jeep go
Any n*gga standin in my way of my papers, automatically fonito
Suckin on the end of Rosco pico's
Trained to name
Deleted from the muthaf*ckin game
Ain't no mo shoppin throught the glass
Beggin for ass
If it ain't 1st class
I let it pass
Ya'll that dont got it talkin all that trash
Tryin to play tough ya'll when ya really b*tch-ass
I'm the cream of the crop
The dream of the top
I'm the one they come and see when they dont want it to stop
I'm the bass
The snare
The one that dont care
Rip sh*t the f*ck up then I'm outta here

Chorus 2X

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