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    "Calm Down" Lyrics

    M.O.P.

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    7-1-8 Brownsville what the fuck you want niggaz?
    New York you ready for this shit? I don't think so motherfucker
    Yeah!! 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 Duke
    Don't be handin me them bullshit, soldier stories I make noise
    You fuckin with the original Backstreet Boys
    (Billy) that's the nigga name, he been trained
    to duck coppertops when you poppin them thangs
    He's a sinner with no shame, he's addicted to the pain
    He's restricted from the games, he's for real
    {*clapping* "We love you Billy!"} You've been missin the man
    Get ready for the unlimited edition of Danze
    (Raise him) the most highest
    He's stuck on the street like car tires, First Family
    (What y'all niggaz wanna try us?) Down in Brooklyn
    til his motherfuckin life expire
    Listen this world revolves around, niggaz that rob
    and steal and deal and, kill for thrills and
    how could you refuse the Danze?
    (It's hard to confuse the Danze) He's a very unusual man
    With or without a plan, to outshine those that shine
    Just gimme mine, you understand?

    [Chorus: M.O.P.]
    [Fame] Yo, it's the legendary M.O.P.
    We put it down everywhere we go, but you don't hear me though
    Calm down! (Get back!)
    Calm, down! (Get, back!)
    [Bill] And we have the constitutional rights
    to bear arms and flare arms, whenever we fear harm
    So; 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 storm
    I got cats like you wild, you mad
    I put it down slick as Nu-Nile, without a doo-rag
    Look - y'all niggaz is bitch-made, switchblades
    Walkin 'round like you paid, heart pump Kool-Aid
    BA-BUMP, your heart thump low, fluid pumps low
    You ain't a cowboy, sit down, play the hump hoe
    (EASE BACK!) Fall, back
    See this nine M-double? All, black
    Everybody's a killer; y'all, wack
    Here's a clip full you can have all, that
    In fact hold this instead, cause I wrap
    aluminum bats around niggaz heads
    YOU SEE IT! Brooklyn you heard?
    I yapped the gold cross off John Paul the 3rd
    Y'all niggaz act like y'all came here to shoot
    I kick ALL Y'ALL ass, with the same pair of boots
    Witness the game unfurl, don't be another
    (REJECT) fuck around and get (EJECT) from the world

    [Chorus: M.O.P.]
    [Bill] It's the legendary M.O.P.
    We put it down everywhere we go, but you don't hear me though
    Calm down! (Get back!)
    Calm, down! (Get, back!)
    [Fame] Cause we have the constitutional rights
    to bear arms to flare arms, whenever we fear harm
    So; calm down! (Get back!)
    Calm, down! (Get, back!)
    This song was submitted on October 28th, 2004 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC..
    Written by Eric Murry, Jamal Grinnage, Laze Elliot.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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