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 Artist: M.O.P. Album: To the Death

    Song: Ring Ding



{*CHORUS*}[D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding[D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding[D]
Ring ding [F] Ring king motherfuckers[D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding[D]
Ring ding [F] Ring ding[D] Ring ding [F] Ring king motherfuckers[Billy
Danze]Yo, I'm ringin bells across the nation, ain't nuttin
changedStill hittin motherfuckers at point blank rangeIf I ain't in it
to win it I wouldn't be in itIt's Billy Danze, here me kid?  (Lil'
Fame co-defendant)This little bastard can't be tamed, he's strangeI
wonder what the fuck be goin on through his brainYear of Def Jam while
you're Cold ChillinShorty wanted props in hip-hop cause he's the last
villain[Lil' Fame]Aiyyo aiyyo stop the record {*needle*} What's my
motherfuckin name?{*scratched: "Lil' Fame, Lil'-Lil'
Fame"*}We ringin bells (ring ding) ring dingwith that hardcore
swing, Fame and Billy be doin the same thangThe way, I'ma show you
howmotherfuckers jump up, them motherfuckers get down..Anybody that
asks to battleyou better pass, cause I'ma kick a bone out your assA
lot of people went and seen the movie "Posse"but ain't seen
a real POSSE, until you seen the M.O.P.Chill kid, cause you gon' cause
Fame to get fatalSmash and mash your monkey-ass like potatoes (uhh)You
said it, you dead and, it ain't hard to tell kidM (fuckin) O (fuckin)
P's ringin bells{*CHORUS*}[Lil' Fame]Yo, we makin moves while the
herbs lookin sillyCause Bill and Fame'll really spark 'em down like a
PhillieFor real, when that nigga Bill starts to puff his
WheatiesNiggaz calm down and play the wall like graffitiIf I see,
niggaz want it then I'ma give it to 'emPull out the seventeen shot
glock and I'ma do 'emYo Bill, I think we gotta bring the
ruckus..[Billy Danze].. I'ma kill one of you motherfuckersGive me my
propers (ring ding, there it is) Where it at?(Ring ding) All the (??)
run each time we bust a cap(Everytime) we bust a rhyme (Everytime) we
empty the clip(Everytime) we threw you a hit (Everytime) we split
somebody shitNot really but illy is Fame and Billy and really you
gotta knowIf it ain't the M.O.P. then check this and you gotta goLet
me show you where I'm AT, cause I'm FATGive me my propers after THAT,
or I'll lay you on your fuckin backI leave you stumblin, niggaz know
we're trouble when--ever you see, M.O.P., G we be bubblin(Bill is a
real nigga) Yeah Bill is a real niggaCome on now, you're fuckin round
with a ill figureI'm ringin bells on top of the line, you're
blindStevie Wonder can see you niggaz can't fuck with meThe Lord
tested, me and mine finessed itWord is bond we got it goin on no need
for stressinMy 40's the drug, you see I'm the (?) then I'ma leave it
aloneI'm out, get witcha maggot-ass player homesYo this one goin out
to my motherfuckin nigga P-Lawn(Yeah, to my nigga nigga man)To my
nigga Pit(My nigga Bo)That nigga McGruff(Prince Leroy, rest in
peace)Spud McKenzie, rest in peace(To my brother Big Nal, rest in
peace)Yeah.. M.O.P. up in the house!Billy Danze holdin it down,
y'knahmsayin?My nigga Lil' Fame, Lazy LazeBoo Bang under the B's,
Black Shawn, McGruffShit, my whole Home Team kidHill Figga NiggazGoin
out in a blaze, yeah

 

  




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{*CHORUS*}[D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding[D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding[D]
Ring ding [F] Ring king motherfuckers[D] Ring ding [F] Ring ding[D]
Ring ding [F] Ring ding[D] Ring ding [F] Ring king motherfuckers[Billy
Danze]Yo, I'm ringin bells across the nation, ain't nuttin
changedStill hittin motherfuckers at point blank rangeIf I ain't in it
to win it I wouldn't be in itIt's Billy Danze, here me kid?  (Lil'
Fame co-defendant)This little bastard can't be tamed, he's strangeI
wonder what the fuck be goin on through his brainYear of Def Jam while
you're Cold ChillinShorty wanted props in hip-hop cause he's the last
villain[Lil' Fame]Aiyyo aiyyo stop the record {*needle*} What's my
motherfuckin name?{*scratched: "Lil' Fame, Lil'-Lil'
Fame"*}We ringin bells (ring ding) ring dingwith that hardcore
swing, Fame and Billy be doin the same thangThe way, I'ma show you
howmotherfuckers jump up, them motherfuckers get down..Anybody that
asks to battleyou better pass, cause I'ma kick a bone out your assA
lot of people went and seen the movie "Posse"but ain't seen
a real POSSE, until you seen the M.O.P.Chill kid, cause you gon' cause
Fame to get fatalSmash and mash your monkey-ass like potatoes (uhh)You
said it, you dead and, it ain't hard to tell kidM (fuckin) O (fuckin)
P's ringin bells{*CHORUS*}[Lil' Fame]Yo, we makin moves while the
herbs lookin sillyCause Bill and Fame'll really spark 'em down like a
PhillieFor real, when that nigga Bill starts to puff his
WheatiesNiggaz calm down and play the wall like graffitiIf I see,
niggaz want it then I'ma give it to 'emPull out the seventeen shot
glock and I'ma do 'emYo Bill, I think we gotta bring the
ruckus..[Billy Danze].. I'ma kill one of you motherfuckersGive me my
propers (ring ding, there it is) Where it at?(Ring ding) All the (??)
run each time we bust a cap(Everytime) we bust a rhyme (Everytime) we
empty the clip(Everytime) we threw you a hit (Everytime) we split
somebody shitNot really but illy is Fame and Billy and really you
gotta knowIf it ain't the M.O.P. then check this and you gotta goLet
me show you where I'm AT, cause I'm FATGive me my propers after THAT,
or I'll lay you on your fuckin backI leave you stumblin, niggaz know
we're trouble when--ever you see, M.O.P., G we be bubblin(Bill is a
real nigga) Yeah Bill is a real niggaCome on now, you're fuckin round
with a ill figureI'm ringin bells on top of the line, you're
blindStevie Wonder can see you niggaz can't fuck with meThe Lord
tested, me and mine finessed itWord is bond we got it goin on no need
for stressinMy 40's the drug, you see I'm the (?) then I'ma leave it
aloneI'm out, get witcha maggot-ass player homesYo this one goin out
to my motherfuckin nigga P-Lawn(Yeah, to my nigga nigga man)To my
nigga Pit(My nigga Bo)That nigga McGruff(Prince Leroy, rest in
peace)Spud McKenzie, rest in peace(To my brother Big Nal, rest in
peace)Yeah.. M.O.P. up in the house!Billy Danze holdin it down,
y'knahmsayin?My nigga Lil' Fame, Lazy LazeBoo Bang under the B's,
Black Shawn, McGruffShit, my whole Home Team kidHill Figga NiggazGoin
out in a blaze, yeah

                            
							
                                    
                            

							


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