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Viewing Lyrics for Z Teflon 4 Alarm Blaze:

Artist:MOP f Jay
Taken from the album First Family 4 Life by MOP f Jay
Album:First Family 4 Life
Track:Z Teflon 4 Alarm Blaze
 
Date Added:27/04/2015
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Lyrics:Lil’ Fame:

Seventy-five
Raised on a strip called here brotha hill

Where guns pop and cops get killed
This is the place where paranoya
Destroyin’
n---as cash cases mo’ try to flash they lawyers
We’re losin’ it
Four fives and
knives we be movin’ wit
Caught up in the things that the street game confused you wit

We’re provin’ it
Let it be known if retaliation
Home-skillet - it’s on
That
rap n---a bust a cap n---a flat n---a
Open up your back n---a Rosewood black n---a

First family gone brawl
It’s president’s resident, and I’m the first dog
You know
the M.O.P status
In the history of crime and rap we some the baddest
Word to the mommy

Any fool try me
Get hit wit the Llama
f--k cuminana

Chorus -
Teflon and Lil’ Fame: 2X

It’s a 4 alarm blaze
Everybody post up next to the
stage
Come on
You’re all welcome to hell’s roadway
First family style

Buck aaa wild
What ya say

Billy Danze:

Get ya man on the
jack soldier
Grip your mac soldier
FIRST FAMILY
We’re back soldier
And
we have swam through the Brownsville sewers
The last on the line of our kind CRIME DO’ERS

Burkowitz MOB STYLE
Spit fire from my hammer like I wasn’t God’s child

Crucify me - but don’t deny me
Or get slit b--ch you couldn’t slip nothin’ by me

Try me and I’ll pop shots like I’m supposed to
I’m from the field where the covers are
unnoticable
I’ve noticed a few n---as wantin’ my head
Used my smarts and my secret
all are firin’ lead (Fire ya lead)
With all intentions of droppin’ a body
I’m
usually nervous so I’m flinchin’ when I enter the party
THE BROWNSVILLE NECTAR
That
bulls--t
Just when you thought it was safe I flipped and hit ‘em wit more s--t



Chorus 2X:


Teflon:

Introducin’ the best kept
secret
It’s no sweet s--t I sleep wit green beret
Blaze enemies frequent
I
speak wit authority
(Black) Perhaps through four to be
Cap quarterly blazed till
it’s quiet and orderly
The gunsmoke make son soak
The smoke run through the barrel
until the gun choke
Raised cold-hearted and deadly
Survive wit a nickel-plated tool
and jewels old-timer done fed me
Keep my grip steady
Squeeze till they drop off

Make sure all other guns are popped off as heavy
Blowin some high-tech s--t
Through
your projects
Makin’ whatever was in my way easy to di-tect
I wrecks guys

Over money gone Saratoga son be in a Columbian necktie
We don’t respects by
Half-ass
n---as
Blast n---as
Gas n---as who won’t blast
The sect die


All: 2X

Just when you thought it was safe
The mad shell posse hit you off wit
another taste
Uh (Uh) Uh (Uh) Uh (Uh ) Uh (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)

Jay-Z:

Yeah, uh-huh, what the f--k
Two asked quick
for bastards to step to
Leave wounds too drastic for rescue
When I rock jewels it
ain’t to impress you
What the f--k n---as commentin on my s--t fo’
I’m real - how
you think I got rich ho?
Pack steel - ain’t afraid to let a clip go
I got enough
paper to get low
Come back when the s--t blow over get the dough over
Huh wit the
Rover snatch the gat from the clip holder
Rip through ya shoulder b--ch it’s Jay-hovah

I’m too right wit it, too tight wit it
You light witted but if you’re feel ya nice
n---a spit it
Who am I?
JAY-Z MOTHAF--KA
Do or die
IN BROWNSVILLE
MOTHAF--KA
Blocka, rocka, M.O.P collabo
Front on us and gats blow ya know?


Chorus: 2X
 


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