Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Jack City, artist - M.O.P.. Date of issue: 20.07.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
New Jack City |
| This is, ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare |
| Prepare, get on your post and stand clear |
| If you start it, defend it, start it, we’ll end it We’re highly recommended, listen, this is Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare |
| Prepare, get on your post and stand clear |
| The Brownsville sluggers, about to attack… |
| Bring it back, yo I’m tired of you herbs |
| Gettin on my nerves |
| Pretendin to be drug dealers, and killers |
| You fold up, hold up, let me ease the grip |
| So they can jack talkin 'bout how many keys you flip |
| Your sleeves get ripped off for that bracelet you rockin |
| This lil nigga get to poppin, pistol grippin and cockin |
| I’m guranteed to leave you stragglin |
| Plus I bag emcees that’s babblin |
| I aint tryin to hear ya But I’m about ready to ear ya out |
| Get the gats and clear ya out |
| Cuz you’s a part time felon, kid killing yellin |
| I’m a basket case, don’t make me bash your face |
| I’m sittin on chrome like Masta Ace |
| It’s live nigga, no jive, hear the guns blast |
| I be wreckin like the fuckin Jamaicans at SunSplash |
| It’s where ya at And where you be at times, you don’t have your fuckin gat |
| So chill with your riff raff, your bitch staff |
| Is some new cats, living in NEW JACK CITY! |
| CHORUS: M.O.P. |
| Yo what the fuck is the deal, here comes a new generation of rap dudes |
| That refuse to play by the rules |
| It’s a shame the way they be dissin the game |
| They fantasize then go to something I would tell lies |
| Replace slugs that’s have three to nigga |
| No one wanna see my niggas |
| Still firing, fuckin wit old timers |
| Wit rhymers ready to come out of retirement |
| Stoppin your traffic, a classic |
| Puttin you bitch ass niggas in caskets |
| Don’t know this rap shit, get this |
| My family is ready to lynch, and roll before all you devils and sins |
| Indeed, we proceed to give you what you need |
| You way out of your motherfucking league |
| It’s the, warpath, O.G. |
| staff |
| Ambidextrous and I’ll tear your maggot ass in half |
| My family don’t give a fuck about you |
| How 'bout I, jump up and smack the shit out you |
| Took you down the Firing Squad committee |
| Wit no pity, detonating this NEW JACK CITY! |