My Peeps lyrics

Artist  : Nana 
Song : My Peeps



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Chorus: (x2)
We are on a mission
No smooth
talk straight up dissin'
You tried to step to
usBut your punk ass missedBooya, NANA you can't
touch this

Rap verse 1 (ski):
I flip on
any scrip put in front of me yo
Murder n' a
vision of life ,You Better keep it Down
Low
Step to me with caution ,Booya the raw
shit
Ah the dan dada ,Smooth T. and keep it
flawless
Rolls with the click ,Quit the buzz
show shit
97 Booya aint havin' it ,Uh
Now
playas keep hatin and fakinBut we be makin
figures with the dan dada huligan nigga
Hoody
sportin ,Shit talkinI could walk in any area and
lyrically bury yaBeat you up then carry ya
To
the symmatery so I can bury ya

Rap verse 2
(Pappa Bear):
Now let me make it clear nigga
once and for all
That is the season ,To give
reason ,And make pleasin
You woman when you
out on the showI'm slappin that ass on your bitch
Down Low
The flow that you spoke was too damn
original
The shit that you wrote was too damn
digital
Funk as vis-sion back to your
mama
I know where to find ya ,Here comes
pappaBefore you bend over put some grease on your
assCause NANA's gonna come to make a
mess

>Chorus (x2)

Rap verse 3
(T.C.):
Hamburg in da house (ah ha)
It's
Brooklyn in da house (ha ha ha )
Young black
is in da house (ho hoo)
My man bulo is in da
house (thats right y'all)
Check it Toni C. the
fairytale tella
Writtin out lyrically with
natures roccafella
In the music industry we
are million record sella (ho hoo)
And lots of
cash like mister roccafella
We all came
together for our man NANA
You know the darkman
the real dark brotha
So all you jealous
muthafuckas step back
Cause NANA's in da house
he's about to attack
We are money maka ,you
nothin but a faka
Called Booya music aka under
taka
So check this out I gotta pass the
mic.
Who else man it's the short lord check
it

Rap verse 4 (Short Lord):
hey you
wassup wit da gadi la di dadi
Ask anybody who
likes to party
Da any would be wanna test
me
I kill em softly ,quickly
The Black ,The
Short Lord from da booya clan
Lyrically i'm
stoned out warmly
I'm washing tone with a
spoon
Anyway I dedicate this one to my
man
And ANA these niggas who wanna
play
Phony MC's better play wit maxwell
halibury
They ain't comin at me when I drop my
war collabsery
Straighten that be matter of
fact i'm all that
Like the boy Down Low they
just makin a noise
How are some of ya about to
blow out this bluff
When I said from cuffs we
won't stop
Definetly got the niggas to hold
the fuck up
Hold up Flip Da Scrip niggas some
want a mic check
want to knock you by the
section
Like a shock on can we rhyme? on my
drama
Then they got shy in your areaShort lord
tha dope rhymer gonna raid all ya playa
hatas

Rap verse 5 (Black):
Why why why
we live and direct out to cut
Yes I know that
dirty shit how far niggas will go
To come up
with a name like Down LowAnd represent that shit
out of show
You niggas are too slow ,And you
niggas don't know
About a freestyle flow ,I
kill you soft and slow
I'm about to set this
shit loose to your chest straight to ya
Black
and Short Lord a new addition to Booya
(Booya)
For all you wannabe's who try flip da
scrip
Your scrip got flippedFrom NANA to Bulo
,Now you niggas know
That we don't take no
shit and how Booya flow
On and on wit da bomb
style flowRepresentin hip hop now you
know
It's live and direct comin' from the
booya camp
Toni hook tha nigga ,My plug in my
mic. into an amp
And i'm out and it's like
that
And i'm out and it's like
that
>Chorus (x2)

Rap verse
6:
Aaah ,If I threw a pen at your head it will
leave a dot
That would be bigger than the brain
you contain .InsaneNow here is the new agendaThe
shit is called rap not a "raap"
muthafucka
So step behind the lines let me
show you how it's done
You call yourself a
gangsta but you never seen a gun
And the shit
you call funk is a smell out of flow
So I
think it's time for you muthafuckas to go
down

Rap verse 7:
Now check me King of
this side Atlantic
Cause y'all be fakin moves
like Maria-ness on strings
Oh' could you hear
him comin'
Name NANA supa fly dada
Booya in
ya ear ,So bring your own right now
Cause i'm
back from the dead to rule whatever's mine
To
my black folks never given a back stroke
It's
been a long time comin' judgment day is on it's
way
Lorde lorde lorde ,I swingin the sword of
the good lord
Hell is alassia ,Hey your runnin
from the emporor
Seen em like no fake ,Wanna a
piece of my biceps?
Now I flex and take them
nice and my bets
I got to screw my brothers by
these snakes o industry
And gotta watch my back
before you dose ambush me
You croocked demons
lookin at me like you want something
I'm down
with Booya and we out with the cash

Bridge
(Alex prince):
He-e-eere is the lady of the
house
Singin nominee with a melodyEverybody
sha de da-e-a
All you playa hatas stop
back
Booya is about to attack
Muthafuckas
be aware
Booya soldiers are every
where

>Chorus (x2)

Bridge (Aleks
aka Mazaya):
This is Aleks the one with the
KBooya is the place to stay
Female voice make
some noise--
This is the way we rock a
party
Like slick rick la di da di
Ain't
nothin like a booya party

Rap verse 8
(Daisy Dee):
Hey NANA lets start some
fire
Makin Booya big so the suckers can
retire
Admire a female like Dee ,Bitches try
to copy
Wanna hurt me Or my familyTwo Caps on
your head night night sleep tight (fuck
you)
All the jealousy makes me love my
enemy
Baby if you don't hear ,then you betta
clear
When my Booya men are restin the females
are still there

Why why why why why
why

Rap verse 9 (NANA) :
Make way here
I come it's the number one contenda
Heavy
weight champion stop trippin surrenda
Blaw
blaw to you door you ain't comin' back for
more
Knock you on the ground ,Say hi to the
floor (hi)
This is how we do it 1997Booya
comin' straight for your ass representinGot Toni
C. ,Short lord ,Black ,Ski the dan dada
Bulo
,Swift ,Daisy Dee ,Jan and the pappa bear
Be
aware check check one two check
Old school
style still flyin in full affect
Get in shape
with your punk ass crew before you step
Booya
will do ya and break your fuckin neck
Let me
tell you one thing before we get neck to
neck
Give me a sec and let me see who's
next
Yeay yeah this is how we do Booya
style
When you step to us you better bow down
and smile
No need to apply for the
competition
Booya in the house and we are on a
mission
Peace goes out to all the non-believin
back stabbin stakes on my jock
y'all can't
fade us cause it's 97 booya NANA representin
every day all
day throw all the past away
,Suckas ,Blaw in ya
face

>Chorus....
speech outro till
end