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Follow Instructions Lyrics - Warriorz - M.o.p.

(Look nigga, you know the name) 

(Where we from nigga? 718) 

(Brooklyn! M plus O plus P!) 

C'mon c'mon, c-c-c'mon! 

(M plus O plus P!) 

 

Check it out now 

All games aside, all lames aside 

I'm a rebel, with all games combined 

All things in line 

I ain't heard of y'all, I'm from murder march 

One of the illest spitters with a verbal bark 

Yo where your burners at? 

Fizzy wo' will raise the heat like a thermostat 

Don't get the man vexed, you'll get scratched, pronto 

Bill and fame make magic like premier and, Eddie Sancho 

(Yo where you been kid?) I don't know, gettin' ready for war 

Parlayin' with ebony and kwa 

Foes want to surround me with jealousy and war 

But dem nah worry me, what you wan' bury me for? 

I'm tired of fools askin' me 

If mop stand for "monkeys on parole" 

And how many copies did the first album 

"mop: to the death" sold? 

And if "how about some hardcore" went gold? 

What up with these r&b cats nowadays 

Rockin' doo-rags with braids (they fucked up now) 

Singers want to be gangsters, gangsters want to be rappers 

But fizz is gonna be famester, famester's gonna be slapper 

I been doin' this pah 

I done stuffed tissue in the top of a tape 

Just to record marley marl 

(it's the firing squad) yo (jump) yo (jump) 

(first family) for the two (oh) oh (oh) 

 

Follow instructions! crews, listen! 

Who, is it? move (bounce!) 

First family move (bounce!) 

Now here's what I want y'all to do, for me 

Follow instructions! crews, listen! 

Who, is it? move (bounce!) 

First family move (bounce!) 

 

Hey yo they stuck me in the line of fire, where everything is wild 

I made twenty dollars, and they callin' it a mistrial 

Now I'm a suspect that play by his own rules 

And most dudes can't fit in my shoes 

The world needs to know it's only one William Danzini 

You synthetic-ass niggas can't see me (nope) 

You plexiglass-ass niggas can't be me 

You generic-ass nigga won't believe me 

(we've been trained by the old code) 

Talk while you unload ? 

I try to keep it tight, but I can't sleep at night 

'Cause I hear voices, and I get the blinky lights 

I'm still sufferin' from alcohol abuse 

And any beef I ever had, I never called a truce 

(Damn nigga you loose) I'm just me 

I'm sick of tellin' you dudes, so (what it's gon' be) 

Who put them hammers to use now (mop) 

It's what the ghetto produce yo (first family) 

I'm a predicate, you niggas is delicate 

All that bullshit you talkin' is irrelevant 

I am devil sent (blow 'em down) 

All the way live motherfucker on some rebel shit 

I make it tragic, when I rapidly (fire!) 

(buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck) bastard! 

 

Follow instructions! crews, listen! 

Who, is it? move (bounce!) 

First family move (bounce!) 

Now here's what I want y'all to do, for me 

Follow instructions! crews, listen! 

Who, is it? move (bounce!) 

First family move (bounce!) 

 

Now here's what I want y'all to do, for me 

Follow instructions! crews, listen! 

Who, is it? move (bounce!) 

First family move (bounce!) 

Now here's what I want y'all to do, for me 

Follow instructions! crews, listen! 

Who, is it? move (bounce!) 

First family move (bounce!) 

Now here's what I want y'all to do, for me 

Follow instructions! crews, listen! 

Who, is it? move (bounce!) 

First family move (bounce!) 

Now here's what I want y'all to do, for me 

Follow instructions! crews, listen! 

Who, is it? move (bounce!) 

First family move (bounce!) 

Now here's what I want y'all to do, for me 

 

Follow instructions! (for me) 

Follow instructions! (for me) 

Follow instructions! 

 

Ha ha ha ha ha, nigga! nigga! 

Ha ha ha ha ha 

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