Extended Family lyrics

f/ M.O.P



[Verse One: Billy Danze]

Allow me to turn this bitch into Fight Club

That`s how my family react when there`s no love

Young coward probably nothing repostal slug

I`m tired of niggas hollering [A STRAIGHT THUG]

Yeah whatever, if you ain`t ready to rock

And pop-pop-pop-pop, non stop.. [STOP!]

We are ready to rock, and pop-pop-pop-pop

And clear the whole motherfucking block

[Billy Danze right], that`s right back on some other shit

Stop doin sucker shit, watch who you fucking with

Know that the meaning of the Danze`s man

Know that the meaning of the man`s his fam [FIRST FAMILY!]

If you don`t like to get to grippin ya thang

If I catch you slipping I`m spitting and splitting ya brain

Praised in the bid of the flame, N-D-O the ability, extended the game [?]



[Chorus]

Journalist: We gon` shut this game down, and move on heard

Lil` Fame:Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH]

Bill Danze: We gon` burn this bitch down, and that`s my word

Lil` Fame:Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH]

Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH]

Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH]



[Verse Two: Journalist]

South Phil` with Brownsville, damn that sounds ill [SJEEZ]

Now watch me, niggas get found killed

Especially those who wear wires

Find theyself stuck in the trunk, stomach on the street tire

Don`t you go try us, shit the Brown stay smoking

You could use the tools for a blow dryer

I don`t hold fire, comprende?

Standing there stupid like the Gimbe, I shoot it like M.J

Clap you up then wrap you up in some kintay

Bag you up, then drop you off on your frimway

Before the cops come questioning cats

I`m at the border in a pancho with Mexican hat

For this cheddar y`all be messing with rats so I`ma Swiss Cheeser

`Til there`s no bullets left in the gat

Watch what you say to may (me), or before I skate away

I spray A.K., heat your grill like Labor Day

Shit, I do this thing day to day

Y`all new rappers walk around like y`all motherfuckers paved the way

Journalist featuring M.O.P

I`m three letters out the alfabet, look how wild it get



[Chorus]

Journalist: We gon` shut this game down, and move on heard

Lil` Fame:Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH]

Bill Danze: We gon` burn this bitch down, and that`s my word

Lil` Fame:Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH]

Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH]

Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH]

Journalist: Niggas! [UHHNNH]

Bill Danze: Bitches! [UHHNNH]

Lil` Fame:Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH]

Journalist: Niggas! [UHHNNH]

Bill Danze: Bitches! [UHHNNH]

Lil` Fame:Make yourself be heard!



[Verse Three: Lil` Fame]

Fame`s be like a prayin mantis, fuck who`s amp is

Y`all to fuck around, I let the triple fat goose mafia ???

What you champions? I put you on back pressure

Have your grown-ass wearing blue Pampers

Get on a murder out, no need to burn `em out

We don`t cheese `em cats, heard about word of mouth

And I blast faster, put it on

Nobody see nothing, when po-po ask, they like `HMMHMM`

Yo, First Fam`, full blown blasting

Atlantial Sea, M.O.P. mashing

My niggas held down, throw cocktails in your house

Burn that bitch to a cocktail lounge

Foreby, four runner, for your toy soldiers

Blue steel, I ain`t talking Toyota

The game for close ya, close up shop

And put the locks on the game, `cause the game`s all over



[Chorus]

Journalist: We gon` shut this game down, and move on heard

Lil` Fame:Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH]

Bill Danze: We gon` burn this bitch down, and that`s my word

Lil` Fame:Make yourself be heard! [OOOOOH]
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