Calm Down lyrics

Artist  : Warriorz 
Song : Calm Down



 Send "Calm Down" Ringtone to your Cell 

 7-1-8 Brownsville what the f**k you want niggaz? 

New York you ready for this shit? I don't think
so motherf**ker 

Yeah!! M., O., P.!! For life!! 

Radio.. niggaz never play us!! 


(FiYAHHHH!!!) 


[Billy Danze] 

Yeah, First Family, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh,
uhh.. 

Direct from the concrete jungle troops (First
Family!) 

Survivors of the struggle Duke 

Don't be handin me them bullshit, soldier stories
I make noise 

You f**kin with the original Backstreet Boys 

(Billy) that's the nigga name, he been trained 

to duck coppertops when you poppin them thangs 

He's a sinner with no shame, he's addicted to the
pain 

He's restricted from the games, he's for real 

{*clapping* 'We love you Billy!'} You've been
missin the man 

Get ready for the unlimited edition of Danze 

(Raise him) the most highest 

He's stuck on the street like car tires, First
Family 

(What y'all niggaz wanna try us?) Down in
Brooklyn 

til his motherf**kin life expire 

Listen this world revolves around, niggaz that
rob 

and steal and deal and, kill for thrills and 

how could you refuse the Danze? 

(It's hard to confuse the Danze) He's a very
unusual man 

With or without a plan, to outshine those that
shine 

Just gimme mine, you understand? 


[Chorus: M.O.P.] 

[Fame] Yo, it's the legendary M.O.P. 

We put it down everywhere we go, but you don't
hear me though 

Calm down! (Get back!) 

Calm, down! (Get, back!) 
 

[Bill] And we have the constitutional rights 

to bear arms and flare arms, whenever we fear
harm 

So; calm down! (Get back!) 

Calm, down! (Get, back!) 


[Lil' Fame] 

Fizzy Wo-magnificent (ROCK, ROCK ON) 

You dead wrong, to think I got caught in the
storm 

I got cats like you wild, you mad 

I put it down slick as Nu-Nile, without a doo-rag


Look - y'all niggaz is bit*h-made, switchblades 

Walkin 'round like you paid, heart pump Kool-Aid 

BA-BUMP, your heart thump low, fluid pumps low 

You ain't a cowboy, sit down, play the hump hoe 

(EASE BACK!) Fall, back 

See this nine M-double? All, black 

Everybody's a killer; y'all, wack 

Here's a clip full you can have all, that 

In fact hold this instead, cause I wrap 

aluminum bats around niggaz heads 

YOU SEE IT! Brooklyn you heard? 

I yapped the gold cross off John Paul the 3rd 

Y'all niggaz act like y'all came here to shoot 

I kick ALL Y'ALL ass, with the same pair of boots


Witness the game unfurl, don't be another 

(REJECT) f**k around and get (EJECT) from the
world 


[Chorus: M.O.P.] 

[Bill] It's the legendary M.O.P. 

We put it down everywhere we go, but you don't
hear me though 

Calm down! (Get back!) 

Calm, down! (Get, back!) 

[Fame] Cause we have the constitutional rights 

to bear arms to flare arms, whenever we fear harm


So; calm down! (Get back!) 

Calm, down! (Get, back!)