I Luv - M.O.P.
Aaaaaaaaah!
What's mine's I love, and I fight, push to shove
Hand to hand?, but you can't stop the love
You push to impress, and I leave you with less
It's real love for the mics that I bless, no quest
What's mine's I love, and I fight, push to shove
Hand to hand?, but you can't stop the love
You push to impress, and I leave you with less
It's real love for the mics that I bless, no quest
Can't stop the love!
I know you saying I'm young ni**a
Don't get it f**ked up
Cause I move with them thug niggas
From all walks of life we straight sparking light
Bring light to the darkest nights
Blast Blast, P in your area
Make a move and them cats might bury ya
Now that your trapped and your f**king with thugs
Let me tell your punk a** what I love
I love to see motherf**kers, that show no love
And start speakin out like a b**ch
When you catch them in the club
I love, when a slug cat shut down
And then try to post up
When they damn near cut his a** down
I love, trying to reach all parts of the map
On a Ninja, with a big booty b**ch on the back
I love, cats that rap and still drip checks
Like your man Lil Fame, Bill Danze and triple X
What's mine's I love, and I fight, push to shove
Hand to hand?, but you can't stop the love
You push to impress, and I leave you with less
It's real love for the mics that I bless, no quest
What's mine's I love, and I fight, push to shove
Hand to hand?, but you can't stop the love
You push to impress, and I leave you with less
It's real love for the mics that I bless, no quest
Aiyyo, you know what I love What's that?
It's when motherf**kers assume
That they a** can't get popped
At 12 o'clock in the afternoon
I got the balls to come through your walls,
Like Boooom!
Have an orgasm every time
I clear the f**king room
Niggas is gone Nah, not just yet
I need to see you son of a b**ches sweat
What I got, son, my sh*t is prop, son
With Prem in the drivin seat
And Freddie Fox riding shot gun
Stop son! Here is the ultimate
Something I love is
When thugs be bumping my sh*t
I love Niggas with heat, I love niggas that's deep
Niggas that regulate the streets sho nuff
Mic blessin, Smith and Wessun caressin
First Family With the Desert Storm impression
The lesson: I advise if your not ready to ride
On the homicide side, ni**a slide
What's mine's I love, and I fight, push to shove
Hand to hand?, but you can't stop the love
You push to impress, and I leave you with less
It's real love for the mics that I bless, no quest
What's mine's I love, and I fight, push to shove
Hand to hand?, but you can't stop the love
You push to impress, and I leave you with less
It's real love for the mics that I bless, no quest
I love beats that are hardcore, dirty and raw
I love takin niggas burners
When they scared to draw
I love plottin on my enemies, I love to attack
I love beatin niggas down
When they rhymes is whack
I love seeing emcees struggle to make
Themselves something
That us real niggas love to hate
It's too late, I love my Ninas and I love my fours
Blowin holes
Through the project doors in Nam wars, ni**a
I love the feeling, and the rush that I get
From saying
Run the Rolex watch with the diamond begets
I love, how my life was intact without a deal
How I kept the newest chromes on my automobile
I love the fact that rappers make the dough,
Without a flow
Soft niggas, that I stain, like piss in the snow
I love the fact
That I survived through the roughest of times
And break the mic when I want,
With the roughest of rhymes
Its a luxury to see me emcee
Its so hard, this lyrical brutality,
Feed's a ni**a's mentality
I love, when you niggas claim to be great
Knowin your Mob ain't never Lynching sh*t,
What the f**k is this?
Niggas bustin shots on New York, I get my vest on
Twenty rhyme clips in my mic, I get my bless on
Loan soldier standin on the front line, I fear none
Excuses that you give me for your lyrics, I hear none
You niggs ain't no real emcee's
You Sam Goody a** niggas can't write
Without sucking down trees
So I love, laughin at you niggas,
While you clappin at me
I slipping head shot from your man,
While he's slapping at me
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