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M.O.P – Cold As Ice

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Lyssna på M.O.P. – Cold As Ice via spotify.

Cold As Ice finns med på skivan Warriorz som släpptes år 2000, spår nr: 16

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Cold as ice; you know that you are
Cold as ice; as cold as ice to me!
Cold as ice…

Yeah, hahaahaha, OHHHH SHIT! (You’re as cold as ice)
YEAH!! (You’re willing to sacrifice)
Word the fuck UP! (You’re as cold as ice)
You’re ICE! (You’re willing to sacrifice)
*First Family*
(You’re as cold as ice, You’re willing to sacrifice)
(You’re as cold as ice, You’re willing to sacrifice)

I’d like to welcome motherfuckers to the back of the mind of Bill
See I’m for real
When delivering these M.O.P. tactics, I’ll bury you bastards
I custom make caskets
The B.G. (told ya nigga) the Y.G. (soldier nigga)
Even the O.G. (cobra nigga) told ya nigga
I may come, with my gun in my hand
to make sure you motherfuckers understand

Pardon me! How the fuck you gonna start with me?
I’m a heavyweight in this game, you just spar with me
You get laced down, from your face down, drop your shit
Niggaz thought M.O.P. stand for ”mop” and shit
Don’t don’t DON’T, get it twisted
I told you that we top of the line designed realistic
For instance, MASH OUT POSSE will come through and clear yo’ ass out
dump and air yo’ ass out, CHUMP, we cold

(You’re as cold as ice) That’s right!
(You’re willing to sacrifice) SHO’ NUFF!
(You’re as cold as ice) Yeah!
(You’re willing to sacrifice) COME ON!
(You’re as cold as ice)
*First Family*
(You’re willing to sacrifice)
(You’re as cold as ice, You’re willing to sacrifice)

A predicate gun buster, I passed all classes
One of the fastest at blasting flashes (BURNT)
You seen my work, you know my steez
It’s a slim chance that I’ma hesitate to squeeze, please
Money never made me (no) money never played me (NO NO)
… and Money bet’ not make (?) or I break his ass
Subtract his ass when I step through his hood
Fuck dropping you, I’m into stopping you for good

Stop him if you could (You’re as cold as ice)
And you’ll be, stiff as a log in a suit looking nice
Youse a sinner nigga (you’re as cold as ice)
But you ain’t cold enough to freeze hot slugs when they run up in ya
You ain’t in my class nigga, I’m the last nigga
You gon’ fuck around and get blast, sucker ass nigga
The soul survivor, survivor sole
Nigga you roll, and I roll, let’s stroll
I told you that I’m cold!

(You’re as cold as ice) Yeah!
(You’re willing to sacrifice)
(You’re as cold as ice) Yeah!
(You’re willing to sacrifice)
(You’re as cold as ice, You’re willing to sacrifice)
(You’re as cold as ice, You’re willing to sacrifice)

Yo I terrorize guys (EXERCISE) street formulas
At hip-hop shows, cause pandemonium
Shit, I ain’t concerned until it’s my turn
I snatch a mic jump on the stage and show my ass like Howard Stern
But not in that form (hell nah) I perform
lyrical heatwaves, that’ll keep your brain warm
But when it’s on, you fuck around and get ripped up
or get placed in a bodybag, with that ass zipped up
Toe tag ‘em!

GOT HIM!
Even ballistics won’t be able to tell, how the fo’-fo’ ragged him
Dragged him, halfway down the block
Now you know where a nigga go when a nigga close a nigga shop
(You’re as cold as ice) Fuck you!
Tell me something new
On behalf of the First Family staff, and homicide crews
in control – REAL NIGGAZ WON’T FOLD – I told you we were cold

(You’re as cold as ice) Yeah!
(You’re willing to sacrifice)
(You’re as cold as ice) Yeah
(You’re willing to sacrifice)
(You’re as cold as ice, You’re willing to sacrifice)
(You’re as cold as ice, You’re willing to sacrifice)

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M.O.P – Cold as Ice.

M.O.P – Ante Up

M.O.P

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Ante Up (Robbin Hoodz Theory) finns med på skivan 20 RAP GEMS som släpptes år 2009, spår nr: 1

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Huh (huh) huh (huh) huh (huh) huh (huh)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)

Lil Fame:
Take minks off! Take things off!
Take chains off! Take rings off!
Bracelets is yapped, Fame came off!
(Ante Up!) Everything off!
Fool what you want? We stiflin them 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 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 900 and 99 thou short of a mill

Chorus:
Ante Up! Yap that fool!
Ante Up! Kidnap that fool!
It’s the perfect timin, you see the man shinin
Get up of them god damn diamonds! Huh!
Ante Up! Yap that fool!
Ante Up! 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, ain’t friendly
Them jewels you rock, make em envy
You thinkin it’s all good, you creep through a small hood
Goons comin up outta 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 at 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 fash 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
Represtentin 1-7-1-8, dangerously, nigga

Chorus

Lil Fame:
I’m a street regulator, true playa hater
Get back doen make yo’ 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 mine we 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 room, 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!) Till I was tired of stress, yes lord!

Chorus

Outro:
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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From 2000 Album: ”Warriorz”….

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M.O.P., short for Mash Out Posse, is an American hardcore hip hop duo. The duo, comprised of Billy Danze and Lil’ Fame, is known for the aggressive delivery typically employed by both emcees. Although they maintain a strong underground following, they are mainly known for the song ”Ante Up,” released on 2000’s Warriorz, and for which they have had mainstream success. The group has frequently collaborated with DJ Premier. Fame sometimes produces under the moniker Fizzy Womack, and has produced a significant amount of tracks on all M.O.P. releases since 1996’s Firing Squad, as well as work for other artists including Big Noyd, Teflon and Wu-Tang Clan.

Lil’ Fame (Jamal Grinnage) and Billy Danze (Eric Murray) grew up together in the neighborhood of Brownsville, Brooklyn and formed a gang called Mash Out Posse. With a desire to express themselves through rap, they formed a hip-hop group named after their gang. Originally, Fame was the DJ of the group. With encouragement from his older brother, Fame began to write his own rhymes.

After contributing to the 1992 compilation The Hill That’s Real, M.O.P. debuted in 1993 with the single ”How About Some Hardcore?”, which appeared on the soundtrack for the film House Party 3. The underground success of the single, promoted by a low-budget video from then-unknown director Hype Williams, led to their debut album To the Death. It was released in 1994 on the small label Select Records, almost fully produced by DR Period.

Extended & updated info here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M.O.P.