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ring ding ring ding

ring ding ring ding

ring ding ring king

ring ding ring ding

ring ding ring ding

ring ding ring king

Yo, i'm ringin bells across the nation, ain't nuttin changed

Still hittin ************s at point blank range

If i ain't in it to win it i wouldn't be in it

It's billy danze, here me kid? (lil' fame co-defendant)

This little bastard can't be tamed, he's strange

I wonder what the **** be goin on through his brain

Year of def jam while you're cold chillin

Shorty wanted props in hip-hop cause he's the last villain

Aiyyo aiyyo stop the record {"{"}*needle*} what's my name?

{"{"}*scratched: "lil' fame, lil'-lil' fame"*}

We ringin bells (ring ding) ring ding

With that hardcore swing, fame and billy be doin the same thang

The way, i'ma show you how

jump up, them get down..

Anybody that asks to battle

You better pass, cause i'ma kick a bone out your ass

A lot of people went and seen the movie "posse"

But ain't seen a real posse, until you seen the m.o.p.

Chill kid, cause you gon' cause fame to get fatal

Smash and mash your monkey-ass like potatoes (uhh)

You said it, you dead and, it ain't hard to tell kid

M () o () p's ringin bells

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Yo, we makin moves while the herbs lookin silly

Cause bill and fame'll really spark 'em down like a phillie

For real, when that ***** bill starts to puff his wheaties

*****z calm down and play the wall like graffiti

If i see, *****z want it then i'ma give it to 'em

Pull out the seventeen shot glock and i'ma do 'em

Yo bill, i think we gotta bring the ruckus..

.. i'ma kill one of you ************s

Give me my propers (ring ding, there it is) where it at?

(ring ding) all the (??) run each time we bust a cap

(everytime) we bust a rhyme (everytime) we empty the clip

(everytime) we threw you a hit (everytime) we split somebody ****

Not really but illy is fame and billy and really you gotta know

If it ain't the m.o.p. then check this and you gotta go

Let me show you where i'm at, cause i'm fat

Give me my propers after that, or i'll lay you on your back

I leave you stumblin, *****z know we're trouble when-

-ever you see, m.o.p., g we be bubblin

(bill is a real *****) yeah bill is a real *****

Come on now, you're round with a ill figure

I'm ringin bells on top of the line, you're blind

Stevie wonder can see you *****z can't with me

The lord tested, me and mine finessed it

Word is bond we got it goin on no need for stressin

My 40's the drug, you see i'm the (?) then i'ma leave it alone

I'm out, get witcha maggot-ass player homes

Yo this one goin out to my ***** p-lawn

(yeah, to my ***** ***** man)

To my ***** pit

(my ***** bo)

That ***** mcgruff

(prince leroy, rest in peace)

Spud mckenzie, rest in peace

(to my brother big nal, rest in peace)

Yeah.. m.o.p. up in the house!

Billy danze holdin it down, y'knahmsayin?

My ***** lil' fame, lazy laze

Boo bang under the b's, black shawn, mcgruff

****, my whole home team kid

Hill figga *****z

Goin out in a blaze, yeah