Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stop Pushin, artist - M.O.P.. Album song Foundation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.09.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: E1
Song language: English
Stop Pushin |
Uhh! |
Fizzy Wo', MO P’s |
Uhh, uhh, uh |
Kah-uh kah-uh, kah-C'MON! |
Gangsta boogie with the Famesta |
Famesta boogie with the gangsta, gangsta |
I gets gangsta big now with it! |
Bust how the homey get down with it (C'MON) |
If you want you can get down with it, or sit down with it |
We tear shit down with it in the (GHETTO!!) |
Still runnin with my homebody from 3−3-9 |
And 1−5-4−5 (STILL) totin fo'-fives |
Nigga what the fuck is on yo' mind? |
Can’t none of you rap niggas hold mine, nigga Fizzy Wo' shine |
Y’all niggas rappin like y’all rap for Nickolodeon |
With a mouth full of cubic zirconias |
I catch you at the Hip-Hop Summit (uh-huh) smack fire out’cha mouth |
Call you a bitch and piss on the podium! |
What I say on a record, I MEAN on a record |
The hood love my voice, I’m mean on a record! |
And scream on a record, nigga you ain’t gon' do shit |
You just blowin off steam on a record |
STOP PUSHIN! |
You better stop pushin me dog |
You see a nigga comin through, gimme room |
Tell them niggas to move (NIGGA MOVE!) |
Y’all motherfuckers better stop pushin (NIGGA STOP PUSHIN) |
The next motherfucker that push me |
I’m goin right upside your motherfuckin head (STRAIGHT LIKE THAT) |
The next motherfucker that push me |
I’m goin right upside your motherfuckin head (STRAIGHT LIKE THAT) |
Hey yo I’m big Bill Danze in it, Y’KNAHMEAN? |
And had enough to cop the drop and the Chevy is clean |
I mean there’s somethin 'bout the way that I lean |
That’ll shake a nigga out of a scheme, that means it’s (GHETTO!!) |
Geah and I break a nigga right at the spleen, we do it gritty |
Down with niggas who scattered around Sin City |
Equipped with them pounds and semis, so I ain’t worried |
'bout you fuckers as I ride by, drowned Henny |
They give me DAP — how it’s lookin par? |
— I see you still floatin |
Keep it raw! |
— Oh fo' sho' son, my shit is still smokin |
From the do', niggas gave you the vibe — MOVE ON! |
And it’ll take a miracle for you to get out alive |
(BROOKLYN!!) Real G’s get it on |
I rub you under the chin with a gemstar homes |
You know I got a condition, you see me twitchin |
If I catch one of you motherfuckers slippin, I’m hittin |