New Jack City Lyrics by M.o.p.

New Jack City Lyrics

    Chorus: m.o.p.

    This is, ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
    Prepare, get on your post and stand clear
    If you start it, defend it, start it, we'll end it
    We're highly recommended, listen, this is
    Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
    Prepare, get on your post and stand clear
    The brownsville sluggers, about to attack...

    [lil fame]
    Bring it back, yo i'm tired of you herbs
    Gettin on my nerves
    Pretendin to be drug dealers, and killers
    You fold up, hold up, let me ease the grip
    So they can jack talkin 'bout how many keys you flip
    Your sleeves get ripped off for that bracelet you rockin
    This lil nigga get to poppin, pistol grippin and cockin
    [cuz nine times outta ten] i'm guranteed to leave you stragglin
    Plus i bag emcees that's babblin
    I aint tryin to hear ya
    But i'm about ready to ear ya out
    Get the gats and clear ya out
    Cuz you's a part time felon, kid killing yellin
    [before i send a slug through your melon]
    I'm a basket case, don't make me bash your face
    [you sittin] i'm sittin on chrome like masta ace
    It's live nigga, no jive, hear the guns blast
    I be wreckin like the fuckin jamaicans at sunsplash
    [it aint where you from] it's where ya at
    And where you be at times, you don't have your fuckin gat
    So chill with your riff raff, your bitch staff
    Is some new cats, living in new jack city!!

    Chorus: m.o.p.

    [billy danze]
    Yo what the fuck is the deal, here comes a new generation of rap dudes
    [with fake attitudes] that refuse to play by the rules
    It's a shame the way they be dissin the game
    They fantasize then go to something i would tell lies
    [these fake thugs] replace slugs that's have three to nigga
    [actin like he want it] no one wanna see my niggas
    [firing squad] still firing, fuckin wit old timers
    Wit rhymers ready to come out of retirement
    Stoppin your traffic, [m.o.p.] a classic
    Puttin you bitch ass niggas in caskets [you lil bastards]
    Don't know this rap shit, get this
    My family is ready to lynch, and roll before all you devils and sins
    [raw breed] indeed, we proceed to give you what you need
    You way out of your motherfucking league
    It's the, warpath, o.g. staff
    Ambidextrous and i'll tear your maggot ass in half
    My family don't give a fuck about you
    How 'bout i, jump up and smack the shit out you
    [get at 'em] took you down the firing squad committee
    Wit no pity, detonating this new jack city!!

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