Roll Call Songtext

[Intro]
In the year 2000
[M-O-P] still bangin
[Firing Squad!]
[The last generation]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
All right let me brake it down one for time for you
You mother****ers
Yo Primo hold me down son, cuz we ain't playin no mother****in games

[Lil' Fame]
Fuck the East Coast, this is N.Y., N.Y.
N-I-N-E, make niggas M-I-A
And I spray a, it's Fizzy Womack truck
Bitch don't get in my way
Fuck the jail faces, I leave your body for the homicide to trace
Fight along with the shell aces
Holler if you hear me
I turn your head into a skeleton skull
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And leave it hollow if you hear me
I keep it funky, understand me son
I rock my Timb's untied, I don't plan to run
Niggas see Lil' Fame creep thru the back street
With my aluminum ass whoopa in the back-seat
What the **** is this? Your Van Damme flick, that's cute
But I'm hear to **** up your day do
Yes [yes] yes [yes] yo
I step to my backwood to brown face and start clippin

[Chorus: M.O.P. & Teflon]
International, bell ringer, ruckus bringer
Downtown swinga, SS Thousand, my index finger
We here with the whole squad, First Family empire
Fizzy Womack [clack-clack] reportin for Roll Call
International, bell ringer, ruckus bringer
Downtown swinga, SS Thousand, my index finger
We here with the whole squad, First Family empire
Bert Dog [Bucka-Blaow] reportin for Roll Call

[Billy Danze]
Yo, what if I leave you, will you stand?
B-I-Double L-Y-D-A-N-Z-E [Danze]
Back with a vengeance, listen Mr. Simmer
Before I throw copper tops through the back of your skimmer
Y'all niggas remember, 1-9-9-3 [M-O-P] what it's goin be
Just make it loud and clear
Come here nigga, I can't hear nigga
I'm deaf in one ear nigga [yeah nigga]
You cowards are pathetic, if you wonderin if I'm sympathetic
Don't bet it, you should give me a little credit
I grew up where it's equivalent to none [none]
Wit blood in my palm [palm], I walk wit my arms [arms]
Hellerin marksmen [uh-huh], in the dark and the punks sparkin & barkin
At ease soldier, it's the untouchable type, that you like
We burn pipes, it's over

[Chorus]

[Lil' Fame]
I rip ya body on a Nagamichi system
Nigga feel me, I want my goons
Straight bumpin the tunes of Makaveli
Headed to Queens kid, bumpin some mean shit
Bumps thumps on the side of me, smokin some green shit
[First Faaaaaaam] Feel the premonition son
We heavy metal, what's your love? [Ghetto prisoners]
Racka [bung-bung] Racka [bung-bung] rrrrrrrrrrrrracka, mother****er

[Billy Danze]
Aiyo we live by the code of the streets
Move wit our peeps
Since it's hard to eat, we hardly sleep
I put my life on the line every step of the way
It's for a good cause [for you and yours] of course
Okay, now that we establish that
Nigga where the **** that money at
I know you got it, and I want it Jack
Just give me half of that
Take the other half and get yourself another pack
And I'll be back for that

[Chorus]

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