M.O.P. - Roll Call Lyrics

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 motherfuckers
Yo Primo hold me down son, cuz we ain't playin no motherfuckin 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
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 fuck is this? Your Van Damme flick, that's cute
But I'm hear to fuck up your day do
Yes (yes) yes (yes) yo
I step to em backwards, about face and start clappin

[Chorus: M.O.P. & Teflon]
International, bell ringer, ruckus bringer
Downtown swinga, exercising 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 where 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)
Hollerin 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


[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, motherfucker

[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 fuck 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


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M.O.P. Roll Call Comments
  1. A San

    In my feelings intro? Y’all tell me

  2. Devon Grander

    Where is M.O.P.? They need to tour on the first two albums. Just good exercise. With alllllllll the real hardcore hip-hop fans. They just got hits underground.

  3. Creddy Fruga

    i rock my timbs untied, i dont plan to run

  4. Tony Killen

    3000 and still b banging on fire

  5. musah king

    2018 still benginnnnnnn

  6. Robbin hood Theory

    I keep it funky understand me sun i rock my timbs untighted i dont plan to run ...u can catch me creepin thru the backstreets wit that aluminum ass wipper in the back seat


    My favorite part brah

  7. Robbin hood Theory

    downtown new orleans swinga!

  8. rico pechecco


  9. Edward Gore

    I love Hype Beatz like that.

  10. T Dente

    this is lowkey one of my fave songs

  11. rodney turner

    funky as shit

  12. Ares Pertriousvis


  13. Brittany Stevenson

    M.o.p for motherfucking life!!!!!!!!straight from georgia

  14. Shawn Carter

    Warriorz is the last real rap album to drop in 2000. i was 16 and im still cranking this full blast on the regular. M.O.P. doesnt get the props they deserve and stay under rated in the game. but fuck that!!!!! nothing but love from the dirty shwa T DOT. " home sweet home , clack clack , salute salute , im never alone, BROOKLYN!!!! send em back home where you at BROOKLYN send em back home where you at

  15. bingrim

    hey hey hey hey...Chuck D..yessir

  16. Leslie Woke

    Billy Dance

  17. Wild Man Dan

    Quality track!

  18. vlntno30


  19. Zack Leng

    fame sayin that NY IS the east coast. Nothing more nothing less. the east coast wouldnt be shit with out NY is what he is sayin

  20. Boombap beats

    blllaaaaacckkkaaa muddafuckkkaaa

  21. thePhunktOGraphist


    Robbin hood Theory

    Bare face and start clappin