M.o.p. - Calm Down Lyrics
7-1-8 brownsville what the ***** you want niggaz?New york you ready for this shit? I dont think so mother*****erYeah!! m., o., p.!! for life!!Radio.. niggaz never play us!!(fiyahhhh!!!)[billy danze]Yeah, first family, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh..Direct from the concrete jungle troops (first family!)Survivors of the struggle dukeDont be handin me them bullshit, soldier stories I make noiseYou *****in with the original backstreet boys(billy) thats the nigga name, he been trainedTo duck coppertops when you poppin them thangsHes a sinner with no shame, hes addicted to the painHes restricted from the games, hes for real{*clapping* we love you billy!} youve been missin the manGet ready for the unlimited edition of danze(raise him) the most highestHes stuck on the street like car tires, first family(what yall niggaz wanna try us? ) down in brooklynTil his mother*****in life expireListen this world revolves around, niggaz that robAnd steal and deal and, kill for thrills andHow could you refuse the danze?(its hard to confuse the danze) hes a very unusual manWith or without a plan, to outshine those that shineJust gimme mine, you understand?[chorus: m.o.p.][fame] yo, its the legendary m.o.p.We put it down everywhere we go, but you dont hear me thoughCalm down! (get back!)Calm, down! (get, back!)[bill] and we have the constitutional rightsTo bear arms and flare arms, whenever we fear harmSo; calm down! (get back!)Calm, down! (get, back!)[lil fame]Fizzy wo-magnificent (rock, rock on)You dead wrong, to think I got caught in the stormI got cats like you wild, you madI put it down slick as nu-nile, without a doo-ragLook - yall niggaz is *****-made, switchbladesWalkin round like you paid, heart pump kool-aidBa-bump, your heart thump low, fluid pumps lowYou aint a cowboy, sit down, play the hump hoe(ease back!) fall, backSee this nine m-double? all, blackEverybodys a killer; yall, wackHeres a clip full you can have all, thatIn fact hold this instead, cause I wrapAluminum bats around niggaz headsYou see it! brooklyn you heard?I yapped the gold cross off john paul the 3rdYall niggaz act like yall came here to shootI kick all yall ass, with the same pair of bootsWitness the game unfurl, dont be another(reject) ***** around and get (eject) from the world[chorus: m.o.p.][bill] its the legendary m.o.p.We put it down everywhere we go, but you dont hear me thoughCalm down! (get back!)Calm, down! (get, back!)[fame] cause we have the constitutional rightsTo bear arms to flare arms, whenever we fear harmSo; calm down! (get back!)Calm, down! (get, back!)
