M.O.P. - Fire Lyrics

Yeahhhhhhhhhh! Firing Squad
(You motherfuckers get up) Back in the motherfuckin
(You motherfuckers get up!) Dungeon, nigga
(Get up nigga! GET THE FUCK UP!)
(FI-YAHHHHHHH) HeheheheheHEHE, geah!
Get in yo' ass nigga
Firing Squad huh? Let's go, let's go, let's go!
(FI-YAHHHHHHH) M dot, O dot, P dot, we got
Nigga! Do, flippa[?], uh, ohh

[Verse One: Billy Danze]
Excuse me, I'm here to earn a mere buck or two
It's Bill Diggy niggy, who the fuck are you?
Nigga where yo' soldiers at? Dem vultures you ride with?
The niggaz you coincide with, you don't wanna collide with
(M!) Exclude them, they already know the name
They already know the game, they already know we flame
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} It's tricky, they put 'em in boots
And camoflauge suits, and they still can't get wit me
I'm wicked, look at the way I rip it
I'm off-balance, I'm mentally challenged, but I'm gifted
(IT'S ON YOU!) You know how we do
I'll get at yo' crew, with a little twenty-two (hahahahaHA!)
The question is - where the fuck it came from?
Why the fuck you banged him, and who the fuck untamed him?
And why can't they restrain him?
There's somethin goin on with this kid
Look in his eyes, he's angry and straight spittin

[Chorus: M.O.P.]
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Nigga
B-R, O, W-N-S-V, I-L-L-E, motherfucker we spittin
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} Hahahahahaha!
Cobra-ass nigga, NIGGA! (Yeah) NIGGA!

[Danze] Yo, let's go!

[Verse Two: Lil' Fame]
I have the mind, of a sick psychiatric
{?} perish, with my tactic
Terminate, act hell, I bust brain cells
I'm international, my name rings bells
So take the battle on the beach homeboy, this is a war
Live nigga rap, straight from the Bricks, we got the raw
Fuck a watered down rapper on your hot five at four
We live from the crackhouse, push your money through the door
This is (FI-YAHHHHHHH) we give a fuck about your rag
You motherfuckers made New York look bad
With all you gangsta-ass, Michael, gorillas recognize my M.O.
Or bitch come see me, and Fizzy Wo'
Nigga sixteen bars'll get you caught up - this ain't Mickey D's
But fuck around, and I'll suicide your order
Pop shit I'm poppin hollows in you niggaz 'tinue to serve
When the Desert burn whoever's left on the menu
First Fam', we don't start wars with you, but my dogs will
Lock jaw with you, pop pop pop, [?] witchu
We get love in the cracks of the hood, and they need love
So we just spit it back to the hood, motherfucker we spittin

[Chorus: M.O.P.]
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Nigga
B-R, O, W-N-S-V, I-L-L-E, motherfucker we spittin
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} Get yo' ass up, nigga!
What? What? What-what-what-what-what, ow, oh, AOWWWWW

[Verse Three: Billy Danze]
What happened to the M.O. (P!) nigga we make history
You don't know? Then find yo' ass on Unsolved Mystery
When the gun blow (the gun blow rapidly)
It's a twenty-one gun dispute when your troops, come after me
You gotta be a thorough dude my borough rules, live motivators
Fuck a driveby, we walk up, look you in yo' eye and dump

[Verse Four: Lil' Fame]
(FI-YAHHHHHHH) And that's whassup, so nigga whattup?
You know we reppin B-R, O, W-N-S-V, I-L-L-E, ho yeah!
You know the motherfuckin style, my goons is wild
We turn this whole, motherfucker into the OK Corral
(So what it's gon' be bitch?) Nigga look into this
What a ridiculous, conspicious son of a bitch you is
We was trainin, count your revolver shots when you pop 'em
Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam!

[Chorus: M.O.P.]
(FI-YAHHHHHHH) Wha, whoo, wha, ha, ha, ha! Nigga
B-R, O, W-N-S-V, I-L-L-E, motherfucker we spittin
{FI-YAHHHHHHH} Whoo! What, nigga?
B-R, O, W-N-S-V, I-L-L-E, motherfucker we spittin

(It's the way of the world nigga) Yeah!
Fall up out this bitch
(Sopranos!) C'mon (Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!) [fades out]

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M.O.P. Fire Comments
  1. LoC


  2. Dinan Sene

    This is Real Hip Hop !!

  3. Mikkel Halvorsen

    Agro rap like it was meant to be.

  4. Flying Fox Fruits

    what a ridiculous conspicuous son of a bitch you is

  5. cjohnsongblue

    Yea this shit used to hype me up!

  6. udonis1979

    Love this track!!
    And I'm from Washington DC

  7. Mr. Bangkok

    One of the hardest Rap songs to ever be recorded! Hands Down real fuckin hip hop!👊🏿🔥💨

  8. Young Phillip

    When I'm On Play Now And My Corner For Fight Night 2004 Childhood Memories

  9. voedsel pakkett


  10. dennis braxton

    This shits fire👍🏽👍🏽👍🏽👍🏽👍🏽

  11. brace beats


  12. Ciara Ross

    This was my shit 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥


    still is.

  13. Michael Roebuck

    Erik,I feel you, they are definitely up there.

  14. Oscar Cayetano

    M.O.P @ it's Finest. This shit makes me what beat all u lil niggas ass Knuckle Game! MY WORD

  15. Michael Roebuck

    M.O.P is the hardest hip hop duo in history, hands down, every album is fire salute!!!

    Erik Mendoza

    Michael Roebuck The Hardest without Question. Mobb Deep, Capone N Noreaga, Heltah Skeltah up there too.


    They additives nice!!

  16. ronald tyili

    PS2 days like if you relate name the boxing game

    Xavier 76th Man

    ronald tyili proudly bro it's Fight Night 2004 sorry i'm late

    T 3

    Easily the best fight night then champion


    Beast game bro

  17. JR2BLEED



  18. Sicktouch019

    Fire and squad, ma niggaz!!!

  19. Ash

    How does this only have 15k views?

    dennis braxton

    Ash I know huh


    One of the most underrated hip-hop song of the 2000s?

  20. James James

    Spits fire!!!!!!!!!!


    Why is there two minutes of silence after the track?

  22. Ms. Panda

    this shit right here go hard

  23. Reginald Robinson

    I Love this shit

  24. Clinton H

    This track is true hip hop in it's essence

  25. lets get free

    My work out song fire

  26. bigboy501

    My entrance music on the old Fight Night game. Lol

    R.H. Shinn

    durtysouththugsta Me too fam


    omg i feel u guys man same here so many memories XD


    Fight Night 2004. Great game. :)

    Honkey Kong

    i delivered some beatdowns thatd be fatal irl to this


    Same bro. Same. Lol