M.O.P. Lyrics

Album: First Family 4 Life

New York Salute Lyrics

Chorus: Lil' Fame 

Primetime (New York New York) 

That's the place where the soldiers die (New York New York) 

That's the ghetto nigga's feelings (New York New York) 

That's the niggas that multiply (New York New York) 

[Lil' Fame] (Billy Danze) 

Yo where you from nigga? (New York) 

When you come through here (Fool take your jewels off) 

Cause these niggas is known for (Bumpin fools off) 

And they takin over (If your crew's off) 

You got thugs with machines, assault teams 

Regulating things from Brownsville to Fort Green 

Up in the Bronx where the people are fresh 

People are blessed, with slugs that'll eat through your vest 

Boriquas for heaters (Down to bust) 

And them New Jers' niggas is down with us 

I know you heard about that cop, trying to stop a felon 

Got trapped, caught a slug in his cerbellum 

We welcome, visitors with open arms, and firearms 

And sick terrorists with bombs 

And, when you slide through on the VI, son 

Pack your bags and don't forget your nine and have a good time 

Chorus: Billy Danze 

[Billy Danze] 

Get your Mac, get your gat, head for 95 

Stop, pick up your dogs, tell em, "Let's ride" 

Throw in some du-op shit, lean in your car 

Knowing you'll hear some new O.C. or Gang Starr 

It ain't to far once you into VA 

Fuck with your high-beams and see who's going your way 

Keep your ??, so the man won't trap you 

Now leadin the convoy to the Big Apple! 

Tell your homies, "Fuck that thing" dip in the left lane 

Make your Honda Accord perform like a plane 

You in Deleware, you almost hear 

The New Jersey Turnpike, is right there (right there) 

Haul-ass, make your backwheels spin 

Get in the wind, your under a hundered miles in 

When you reach the Lincoln Tunnel, black, hit me on my box 

We on the other side of that bitch with Cognac and glocks 

Chorus: Lil' Fame and Billy Danze 

Home, sweet home, nigga. Home team, nigga. Home team. Your home 

nigga, your home, nigga. Come on back. Come on back. Mash Out Posse. 

Firing Squad. ‘99, baby, ‘99. Hiphop. Lock it down. One time for 

your mind. Salute, salute. First Family.