Rugged Neva Smooth Lyrics - M.o.p.

It's the Mash Out Posse 

Rugged neva smooth 

M fuckin O fuckin P on the move 

It's the Mash Out Posse 

Rugged neva smooth 

M fuckin O fuckin P on the move 

It's the Mash Out Posse 

Rugged neva smooth 

M fuckin O fuckin P on the move 

It's the Mash Out Posse 

Rugged neva smooth 

M fuckin O fuckin P on the move 

The M.O.P.'s about to run this you couldn't shun this 

I'm leavin rappers with the dumbness 

Because I got no feelings, like numbness 

Takin you propers, we comin right 

And now we gotta (take money money) 

Yeah, you motherfuckin right 

Lil' Fame's removin MC's like terpentine 

Droppin that shit that MC's couldn't search and find 

Not even if you was a golddigger 

I'm a bad - nah! let me chill 

Yo Bill, hold me down, nigga 

M fuckin O fuckin P keep it rugged 

Herbs can't touch it, and a real nigga got to love it 

Ain't nuttin changed, it's Billy and Lil' Fame 

Still bustin your brain 

Yeah! doin the thang thang 

Home team keepin it phat 

How about some hardcore? 

(Yeah! we like it raw) here is more of that 

Don't be amazed if you're left in a daze 

M.O.P. is in the place, so you chumps best behave 

It's the Mash Out Posse 

Rugged neva smooth 

M fuckin O fuckin P on the move 

It's the Mash Out Posse 

Rugged neva smooth 

M fuckin O fuckin P on the move 

It's the Mash Out Posse 

Rugged neva smooth 

M fuckin O fuckin P on the move 

It's the Mash Out Posse 

Rugged neva smooth 

M fuckin O fuckin P on the move 

I'm ready and all for you niggas that wanna get it on 

Cause when we get it on, only competators is gettin torn 

Straight up and down, that was for all em niggas 

With your gang truce, or whatever the fuck you call em, nigga 

Rappers, I rip em in half, they can't get with math 

Or the ruggedness niggas be bumpin on the ave 

So get the cash out, I put your glass out 

Throw the trash out, niggas fuck with us, you catch a mash out 

They can't fuck with that shit that we be droppin on it 

Hardcore, got your mama hippin and hoppin on it 

And once a nigga make a record 

Bitches be like: fuck Mystic, they get this dick and go naked 

Billy Danze pass the smoke and I ain't gonna smoke till I choke 

I'mma smoke till I croak 

I call niggas bluff when I puff the lala 

Then I put niggas to rest like boom bye bye 

When I snap will I get busy, kid? (no doubt) 

When I rap do I get busy, kid? (no doubt) 

Is M.O.P. knockin motherfuckers out? (no doubt) 

Is it raw? (yeah!) so what the fuck them niggas talk about? 

Don't have me jack or disrespect sumthin 

The M.O.P. make a nigga wanna wreck sumthin 

Because we show em and prove that the M.O.P. is the move 

We keep it rugged neva smooth 

It's the Mash Out Posse 

Rugged neva smooth 

M fuckin O fuckin P on the move 

It's the Mash Out Posse 

Rugged neva smooth 

M fuckin O fuckin P on the move 

It's the Mash Out Posse 

Rugged neva smooth 

M fuckin O fuckin P on the move 

It's the Mash Out Posse 

Rugged neva smooth 

M fuckin O fuckin P on the move 

Aiyo! let's take it to they ass kid! 

Nah - gained while we came 

We're international, niggas know the name 

I'm Billy Danze (plow!) I'm mad loud (plow!) 

I represent the 1-5-4 fuckin 5 

It's M.O.P., and you know we stay strapped 

So when you bustin, motherfucker, we'll be bustin back 

I gotta hip grip if you wish, cause I'm swift 

I'm bugged, you can catch a slug from my Smith 

I put herbs out of they myseries 

And a lotta niggas in hip hop with props can't't get with me 

I had my name ever since I was a little kid 

For all the ill Hill shit I done did 

I've been down for years and years to come 

The nigga that you're hearin ain't the motherfuckin one 

Now if you're real, motherfuckers, please stand 

(Clack clack! salute!) clack clack! salute, it's Mr. Billy Danze 

I realize, that real guys will take a look at our size 

But there's more than what meets your eyes 

From Monday through motherfuckin Sunday 

M.O.P. will be bringin that motherfuckin gunplay