文本歌词

M.O.P. - Ante Up (Robbin Hoodz Theory)
Ante up
Ohohohohohohohohohoh
Yooyooyooyooyooyooyooyoo
Take minks off take things off
Take chains off take rings off
Braclets is yapped fame came off
Ante up everything off
Fool what you want we stifling fools
Fool what you want your life or your jewels
The rules back 'em down next thing clap 'em down
Respect mine we Brooklyn bound bound hnow now
Brownsville home of the brave
Put in work in the street like a slave
Keep a rugged dress code always in this stress mode
That sh*t will send you to your grave so
You think I don't know that blow
All right blow all right blow all right
From the street cousin you know the drill
I'm nine hundred and ninety nine thou short of a mil
Ante up yap that fool
Ante up kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timing you see the man shining
Get up off them god damn diamonds huh
Ante up oh yap that fool oh
Ante up oh kidnap that fool
Get him get him get him hit him hit him hit him
Yap him zap him yap him zap him
Them thugs you know ain't friendly
Them jewels you rock make 'em envy
You thinkin' it's all good you creep through a small hood
Goons comin' up outta a cut for your goods and they all should
Ante up yap that fool
You want big money kidnap that fool
If you up in the club back out your pistal money
Catch them fools at the bar for that cristal money
The '87 stick up kids what you ni**as saying
Get the f**k up out that 740 shorty I ain't playing
It's flash that thang time
Bang bang time
Ante up ni**a it's game time
Hand over the ring take over the chain
Gimme the f**king watch before I pop one in your brain
Stop playing these childish games with me
Representin 1 7 1 8 dangerously ni**a
Ante up yap that fool
Ante up kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timing you see the man shining
Get up off them god damn diamonds huh
Ante up oh yap that fool oh
Ante up oh kidnap that fool oh
Get him get him get him hit him hit him hit him
Yap him zap him yap him zap him
I'm a street regulator true play a hater
Get back down make your a** a mack spraya hater
Things that we need money clothes w**d indeed
Hats food booze essentials credentials
Code of the streets owners who creep
Slow when you sleep holding the heat
Put holes in your jeep respect the streets
It's the L I L F A M M E E
Yeah ni**a danze gave you a chance
Cuz I blazed your man I'm in the wrong
He said he was strong
I had reason to believe he had some sh*t up his sleeve all along
So f**k you your honor check my persona
I'm strong enough for old gold and mar**uana
I'ma do what I wanna quiet as kept
Raise hell til I was tired of stress yes lord
Ante up yap that fool
Ante up kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timing you see the man shining
Get up off them god damn diamonds huh
Ante up yap that fool
Ante up oh kidnap that fool
Get him get him get him hit him hit him hit him
Yap him zap him yap him zap him
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Yeah