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Home Sweet Home Lyrics - Warriorz - M.o.p.

Yo, home skillet, get back 'fore I push your shit back 

Yo, we're here to put it down with the Lord 

(I'm wit dat) 

Blaze him, blaze him wit a 4 

Cash blow loco I bring the heat to the street 

'cause ya don't know 

 

Brooklyn military killin' every motherfucker in sight 

Get hard W W W dot I will fuck you up dot com 

(Strap bombs) 

Explode, watch me switch modes 

Grab a clutch pop a gear, now I'm in flip mode 

 

Niggaz gash on 99 octane fuel 

You deserve a swift kick in your ass 'cause you's a mule 

We keep on duckin' from the firing squad 

First you thought you was hard now you calling a guard 

Like I'm, oh my Lord, have mercy 

 

Please talk to Little Fame 'cause he's fixing to merk me 

I roll through your hood like it's my hood 

And won't have a second thought about if I could nigga 

(Home sweet home) 

It ain't nothing sweet down here 

Guns pop for niggas to eat down here 

(Brooklyn) 

 

Home sweet home 

Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone 

Brooklyn, send 'em back home 

Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at 

 

Home sweet home 

Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone 

Brooklyn, send 'em back home 

Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at 

 

(Lord have mercy) 

Never bring be are double O K, bring size into it 

Sneak 9's into it, thieves rise into it 

Seek crime, blow through it, see shines, go to it 

Street name, tweak game, rob you stupid 

(Stupid) 

 

Big trucks, dick ones ride exclusive 

You don't know me, and never will 

It's cold streets, don't approach me, we never build 

Nigga, home of the pick pockets 

Four fifth polish, lift wallets 

Notorious like Chris Wallace 

(Brooklyn) 

 

We dollar cab hop from bad block to bad block 

Coppers crash spots with pad locks get backed up 

Handcuffed, chasing grands in tha wastelands 

(Nigga) 

These boys in tha hood, we poison your hood 

Downtown swinging, loud bring noise in your hood 

C'mon) 

 

Home sweet home 

Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone 

Brooklyn, send 'em back home 

Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at 

 

Home sweet home 

Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone 

Brooklyn, send 'em back home 

Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at 

 

Now everybody rise to the occasion, duck when I'm aiming 

(First family!) 

Yeah, it's so amazing, the hell I be raising 

Is from the hell I was raised in 

It ain't nann nigga fadin shit, I come equipped 

I put my life on the line for mine every time 

 

Bitch, come and march with these Brooklyn soldiers 

You'll talk wit em, bark when you talk to these crooked ass cobras 

Hollered at 

(Bum, bum) 

Fired at 

(Gun noises) 

Fire back every time with my cousin 

 

Doin' the unthinkable, the unthinkable Danze, still comin' 

Gunning, you'll see the hilltops styling me 

I studied Brownsville criminology 

(Yes) 

If you know a nigga as well as me 

You better bring a mother fuckin' calvary 

Bless 

 

Home sweet home 

Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone 

Brooklyn, send 'em back home 

Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at 

 

Home sweet home 

Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone 

Brooklyn, send 'em back home 

Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at 

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