New York Salute - Lyrics - M.o.p.

M.O.P., short for Mash Out Posse, is an American hip hop duo. The duo, composed of rappers Billy Danze and Lil' Fame, is known for their aggressive lyrical delivery style. Although they maintain a strong underground following, they are mainly known for the song "Ante Up," released on 2000's Warriorz, and with which they have had mainstream success. The group has frequently collaborated with DJ Premier. Fame sometimes produces under the moniker Fizzy Womack, and has produced a significant number of tracks on all M.O.P. releases since 1996's Firing Squad, as well as work for other artists including Big Noyd, Kool G Rap, Teflon and Wu-Tang Clan.

Chorus: Lil' Fame Primetime (New York, New York) That's the place where the soldiers die (New York, New York) That's the ghetto ***'s feelings (New York, New York) That's the *** that multiply (New York, New York) [Lil' Fame] (Billy Danze) Yo, where you from, ***? (New York) When you come through here (Fool, take your jewels off) Cause these *** is known for (Bumpin fools off) And they takin over (If your crew's off) You got thugs with machines, assault teams Regulating things from Brownsville to Fort Green Up in the Bronx where the people are fresh People are blessed, with slugs that'll eat through your vest Boriquas for heaters (Down to bust) And them New Jers' *** is down with us I know you heard about that cop, trying to stop a felon Got trapped, caught a slug in his cerbellum We welcome, visitors with open arms, and firearms And sick terrorists with bombs And, when you slide through on the VI, son Pack your bags and don't forget your nine and have a good time Chorus: Billy Danze [Billy Danze] Get your Mac, get your gat, head for 95 Stop, pick up your dogs, tell em, "Let's ride" Throw in some du-op ***, lean in your car Knowing you'll hear some new O.C. or Gang Starr It ain't to far once you into VA *** with your high-beams and see who's going your way Keep your ??, so the man won't trap you Now leadin the convoy to the Big Apple! Tell your homies, "*** that thing" dip in the left lane Make your Honda Accord perform like a plane You in Deleware, you almost hear The New Jersey Turnpike, is right there (right there) Haul-***, make your backwheels spin Get in the wind, your under a hundered miles in When you reach the Lincoln Tunnel, black, hit me on my box We on the other side of that *** with Cognac and glocks Chorus: Lil' Fame and Billy Danze Home, sweet home, ***. Home team, ***. Home team. Your home ***, your home, ***. Come on back. Come on back. Mash Out Posse. Firing Squad. ?9, baby, ?9. Hiphop. Lock it down. One time for your mind. Salute, salute. First Family.