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Artist:M.O.P.
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Album:Miscellaneous
Track:Ante Up (Robbing-Hoodz Theory)
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Views:287
 
Lyrics:{*Funkmaster Flex intro not included*}

[Lil Fame]
Take minks off! Take things
off!
Take chains off! Take rings off!
Braclets is yapped, Fame came off!
[Ante Up!]
Everything off!
Fool what you want, we stiflin fools
Fool what you want? Your life or your
jewels?
The rules, [back 'em down], next thing [clap 'em down]
Respect mine we Brooklyn
bound, [bound!] now, [now!]

[Billy Danze]
Brownsville, home of the brave
Put in
work in the street like a slave
Keep a rugged dress code, always in this stress mode
[That
shit will send you to your grave] So?!
You think I don't know that? [BLOW!]
Nigga hold
that! [BLOW!] Nigga hold that! [BLOW!] Nigga hold that!
From the street cousin, you know the
drill
I'm nine hundred and ninety nine thou short of a mil

[Chorus: M.O.P.]

Ante Up! Yap that fool!
Ante Up! Kidnap that fool!
It's the perfect timin, you see the man
shinin
Get up off them god damn diamonds! Huh!
Ante Up! Oh! Yap that fool! Oh!
Ante
Up! Oh! Kidnap that fool!
Get him (get him) get him! Hit him (hit him) hit him!
Yap him!
(Zap him!) Yap him! (Zap him!)

[Lil' Fame]
Them thugs you know, aint friendly

Them jewels you rock, make 'em envy
You thinkin it's all good, you creep through a small
hood
Goons comin up outta a cut for your goods and they all should
Ante Up! Yap that
fool!
You want big money, kidnap that fool!
If you up in the club, back out your pis-tal
money
Catch them fools at the bar for that Cristal money

[Billy Danze]
The '87
stick up kids, [what you niggas sayin?]
Get the fuck up out that 740 shorty I ain't playin

It's flash that thang time, [bang] bang time
Ante Up! Nigga, it's game time
Hand over the
ring, take over the chain
Gimme the fuckin watch before I pop one in your brain
Stop
playin these childish games with me
Representin 1-7-1-8, dangerously, nigga!


[Chorus] w/ variations

[Lil' Fame]
I'ma, street regulator, true playa hater
Get
back down, make your ass a mack spraya hater
Things that we need, money, clothes, weed
indeed
Hats, food, booze, essentials, credentials
Code of the streets, owners who
creep
Slow when you sleep, holdin the heat
Put holes in your jeep, respect the
streets
It's the L-I L-F A-M, [M!] E, [E!]

[Billy Danze]
Yeah nigga Danze, gave
you a chance
Cuz I blazed your man, I'm in the wrong
He said he was strong
I had
reason to believe he had some shit up his sleeve all along
[So?] Fuck you Your Honor! Check my
persona!
I'm strong enough for Old Gold and marijuana!
I'ma do what I wanna, quiet as
kept
[Raise hell!] Til I was tired of stress, yes lord!

[Chorus] w/ variations


Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha...
The fuck, the fuck, the fuck...
Nigga!
What
the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck...
Ha, what
First Family, First Family...

Brooklyn...
Yeah!
 
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