4 Alarm Blaze - M.O.P.
歌曲信息
歌曲名:4 Alarm Blaze
歌手:M.O.P.
所属专辑:First Family 4 Life (Explicit)
作词:未知
作曲:未知
发行公司:未知
发行时间:2021-05-17
大小:4.11 MB
时长:04:30秒
比特率:128K
评分:0.0分
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4 Alarm Blaze - M.O.P.文本歌词
4 Alarm Blaze (Explicit) - -Z
4 9 75
Raised on a strip called here Brotha Hill
Where guns pop and cops get killed
This is the place where paranoia
Destroyin' niggas catch cases mo' try to flash they lawyers
We're losin' it
Four fives and nines we be movin' with
Caught up in the things that the street game confused you with
We're provin' it
Let it be known if retaliation
Home-skillet it's on
That rap ni**a bust a cap ni**a flat ni**a
Open up your back ni**a Rosewood black ni**a
First Family gon' brawl
It's President's resident and I'm the first dog
You know the M.O.P status
In the history of crime and rap we some of the baddest
Word to the mommy any fool try me
Get hit wit the lami f**k Giuliani
It's a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next to the stage
Come on
You're all welcome to hell's roadway
First family style
Buck a** wild
What ya say
It's a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next to the stage
Come on
You're all welcome to hell's roadway
First family style
Buck a** wild
What ya say
Get ya man on the jack soldier grip your mac soldier
FIRST FAMILY we're back soldier
And we have swam through the Brownsville sewers
The last on the line of our kind crime doers
Berkowitz mob style
Spit fire from my hammer like I wasn't God's child
Crucify me but don't deny me
Or get slit b**ch you couldn't slip nothin' by me
Try me and I'll pop shots like I'm supposed to
I'm from the field where the covers are unnoticable
I've noticed a few niggas wantin' my head
Used my smarts and my secret all are firin' lead Fire ya lead
With all intentions of droppin' a body
I'm usually nervous so I'm flinchin' when I enter the party
THE BROWNSVILLE NECTAR
That bullshit
Just when you thought it was safe I flipped and hit 'em wit more sh*t
It's a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next to the stage
Come on
You're all welcome to hell's roadway
First family style
Buck a** wild
What ya say
It's a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next to the stage
Come on
You're all welcome to hell's roadway
First family style
Buck a** wild niggas
What ya say
Introducing the best kept secret
It's no sweet sh*t I sleep wit Green Beret
Blaze enemies frequent
I speak wit authority
Black Perhaps through four to be
Cap quarterly blazed till it's quiet and orderly
The gunsmoke make son soak
The smoke run through the barrel until the gun choke
Raised cold-hearted and deadly
Survive wit a nickel-plated tool and jewels old-timer done fed me
Keep my grip steady
Squeeze till they drop off
Make sure all other guns are popped off as heavy
Blowin' some high-tech sh*t
Through your projects
Makin' whatever was in my way easy to di-tect
I wrecks guys
Over money gone Saratoga son be in a Columbian necktie
We don't respects by
Half-a** niggas
Blast niggas
Gas niggas who won't blast
The sect die
Just when you thought it was safe
The mashed out posse hit you off wit another taste
Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Just when you thought it was safe
The mashed out posse hit you off wit another taste
Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Too a** quick for bastards to step to
Leave wounds too drastic for rescue
When I rock jewels it ain't to impress you
What the f**k niggas commentin' on my sh*t fo'
I'm real how you think I got rich ho
Pack steel ain't afraid to let a clip go
I got enough paper to get low
Come back when the sh*t blow over get the dough over
Huh wit the Rover snatch the gat from the clip holder
Rip through ya shoulder b**ch it's Jay-hovah
I'm too right wit it too tight wit it
You light witted but if you're feel ya nice ni**a spit it
Who am I
Jay-Z motherf**ker
Do or die
In Brownsville motherf**ker
Blocka rocka M.O.P collabo
Front on us and gats blow ya know
It's a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next to the stage
Come on
You're all welcome to hell's roadway
First family style
Buck a** wild
What ya say
It's a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next to the stage
Come on
You're all welcome to hell's roadway
First family style
Buck a** wild
Niggas
What ya say
编辑于2021/05/17更新
4 9 75
Raised on a strip called here Brotha Hill
Where guns pop and cops get killed
This is the place where paranoia
Destroyin' niggas catch cases mo' try to flash they lawyers
We're losin' it
Four fives and nines we be movin' with
Caught up in the things that the street game confused you with
We're provin' it
Let it be known if retaliation
Home-skillet it's on
That rap ni**a bust a cap ni**a flat ni**a
Open up your back ni**a Rosewood black ni**a
First Family gon' brawl
It's President's resident and I'm the first dog
You know the M.O.P status
In the history of crime and rap we some of the baddest
Word to the mommy any fool try me
Get hit wit the lami f**k Giuliani
It's a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next to the stage
Come on
You're all welcome to hell's roadway
First family style
Buck a** wild
What ya say
It's a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next to the stage
Come on
You're all welcome to hell's roadway
First family style
Buck a** wild
What ya say
Get ya man on the jack soldier grip your mac soldier
FIRST FAMILY we're back soldier
And we have swam through the Brownsville sewers
The last on the line of our kind crime doers
Berkowitz mob style
Spit fire from my hammer like I wasn't God's child
Crucify me but don't deny me
Or get slit b**ch you couldn't slip nothin' by me
Try me and I'll pop shots like I'm supposed to
I'm from the field where the covers are unnoticable
I've noticed a few niggas wantin' my head
Used my smarts and my secret all are firin' lead Fire ya lead
With all intentions of droppin' a body
I'm usually nervous so I'm flinchin' when I enter the party
THE BROWNSVILLE NECTAR
That bullshit
Just when you thought it was safe I flipped and hit 'em wit more sh*t
It's a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next to the stage
Come on
You're all welcome to hell's roadway
First family style
Buck a** wild
What ya say
It's a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next to the stage
Come on
You're all welcome to hell's roadway
First family style
Buck a** wild niggas
What ya say
Introducing the best kept secret
It's no sweet sh*t I sleep wit Green Beret
Blaze enemies frequent
I speak wit authority
Black Perhaps through four to be
Cap quarterly blazed till it's quiet and orderly
The gunsmoke make son soak
The smoke run through the barrel until the gun choke
Raised cold-hearted and deadly
Survive wit a nickel-plated tool and jewels old-timer done fed me
Keep my grip steady
Squeeze till they drop off
Make sure all other guns are popped off as heavy
Blowin' some high-tech sh*t
Through your projects
Makin' whatever was in my way easy to di-tect
I wrecks guys
Over money gone Saratoga son be in a Columbian necktie
We don't respects by
Half-a** niggas
Blast niggas
Gas niggas who won't blast
The sect die
Just when you thought it was safe
The mashed out posse hit you off wit another taste
Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Just when you thought it was safe
The mashed out posse hit you off wit another taste
Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Too a** quick for bastards to step to
Leave wounds too drastic for rescue
When I rock jewels it ain't to impress you
What the f**k niggas commentin' on my sh*t fo'
I'm real how you think I got rich ho
Pack steel ain't afraid to let a clip go
I got enough paper to get low
Come back when the sh*t blow over get the dough over
Huh wit the Rover snatch the gat from the clip holder
Rip through ya shoulder b**ch it's Jay-hovah
I'm too right wit it too tight wit it
You light witted but if you're feel ya nice ni**a spit it
Who am I
Jay-Z motherf**ker
Do or die
In Brownsville motherf**ker
Blocka rocka M.O.P collabo
Front on us and gats blow ya know
It's a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next to the stage
Come on
You're all welcome to hell's roadway
First family style
Buck a** wild
What ya say
It's a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next to the stage
Come on
You're all welcome to hell's roadway
First family style
Buck a** wild
Niggas
What ya say
编辑于2021/05/17更新
4 Alarm Blaze - M.O.P.LRC歌词
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four to be [02:21.19]Cap quarterly blazed till it's quiet and orderly [02:23.58] [02:24.59]The gunsmoke make son soak [02:26.11]The smoke run through the barrel until the gun choke [02:28.60]Raised cold-hearted and deadly [02:30.02]Survive wit a nickel-plated tool and jewels old-timer done fed me [02:33.58]Keep my grip steady [02:34.62]Squeeze till they drop off [02:35.96]Make sure all other guns are popped off as heavy [02:38.22]Blowin' some high-tech sh*t [02:39.62]Through your projects [02:40.43]Makin' whatever was in my way easy to di-tect [02:43.07]I wrecks guys [02:44.23]Over money gone Saratoga son be in a Columbian necktie [02:47.66]We don't respects by [02:48.85]Half-a** niggas [02:49.69]Blast niggas [02:50.36]Gas niggas who won't blast [02:51.69]The sect die [02:52.57]Just when you thought it was safe [02:54.25]The mashed out posse hit you off wit another taste [02:57.14]Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh [02:59.52]Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah [03:01.86]Just when you thought it was safe [03:03.77]The mashed out posse hit you off wit another taste [03:06.57]Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh [03:09.21]Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah [03:11.54]Too a** quick for bastards to step to [03:14.16]Leave wounds too drastic for rescue [03:16.46]When I rock jewels it ain't to impress you [03:18.70]What the f**k niggas commentin' on my sh*t fo' [03:21.26]I'm real how you think I got rich ho [03:23.62]Pack steel ain't afraid to let a clip go [03:26.04]I got enough paper to get low [03:27.91]Come back when the sh*t blow over get the dough over [03:30.85]Huh wit the Rover snatch the gat from the clip holder [03:33.47]Rip through ya shoulder b**ch it's Jay-hovah [03:35.48]I'm too right wit it too tight wit it [03:38.08]You light witted but if you're feel ya nice ni**a spit it [03:40.54]Who am I [03:41.23]Jay-Z motherf**ker [03:42.88]Do or die [03:43.77]In Brownsville motherf**ker [03:45.39]Blocka rocka M.O.P collabo [03:47.76]Front on us and gats blow ya know [03:49.93]It's a 4 alarm blaze [03:51.28]Everybody post up next to the stage [03:53.50]Come on [03:54.01]You're all welcome to hell's roadway [03:55.90]First family style [03:57.25]Buck a** wild [03:58.19] [03:58.85]What ya say [03:59.59]It's a 4 alarm blaze [04:00.85]Everybody post up next to the stage [04:02.90]Come on [04:03.45]You're all welcome to hell's roadway [04:05.50]First family style [04:07.01]Buck a** wild [04:07.87]Niggas [04:08.41]What ya say
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