MMO (MONEY MAKIN OPERATION)

MMO (MONEY MAKIN OPERATION) - Freeze lyrics

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Intro:

Mermaid [MMO], Serf [Protect Ya Neck baby]

Pearl baby [unknown]

Chorus: Big Sha

Freeze, freeze before you get fucked

Scream you get bucked

I seen skin bleed, don't play Hercules, you stuck

You wan't war? With the Outlaws?

That's hard luck

We leave behind pain, broken bones and raw cuts

[Trigga]

Aiyo dunn, we gots to take pace

Intervene and shake jake

Escape like a terrorist, straight out Kuwait

Do the knowledge, stay in college but keep the nines polished

Cuz when they want carnage, we demolish

Preparations silence seekin for termination

Good fella with the double M, nine milla

Reign, pop a top like champagne

Stay claim, thirty thirty cop a kid, in Ro' Range

It's all real, ain't nuthin sugar about the steel will

Amuse we toke twos and sip booze, tuck spliffs

Revealin the gift of the death wish

Now rulers, time hooters with the nine lugers

Bugs is Bunny, for the money, ain't nuthin funny

Hate to take a loss, yeah me and my Outlaws

Chorus

[Big Sha]

We engineers, executives prepare for warfare

Consecutive winds, fifty gun, fifty men

Handlin healthy, screamin for oxygen, he felt me

Enterin' the six feed while frank dimension

Hydrenaline was pumpin, yo his heartbeat was skippin

Paralize is weight liftin, how thirty eight slugs spittin

The final inning, raps free expodition

To ounce nobody on base, our lords is pinchin

Swingin left and right, combination hittin

Cruisin the strength by the minute, feelin fatigued and winded

Smell a foul scent and shit it

In that Superman suit he rented, can't believe he

still walkin lipped him

Snatch his top lip, pervent him from talkin strip him

Duct tape him, gag him

Can't tolerate the bitchin, drag him, behind the wall

Blow his whole face off with C4

Articulate moves is made, like a game of Spades I'm trump tight

You've and niggas die twice

Leave you bleedin from the side of your mouth

From tongue bites on the crime side

23rd and Serf side, carry gard and sent ya (Medallion Island)

Cuz times they take agenda

The same place, the same 38, on the same date, the 21st of November

Yeah yeah Freeze nigga freeze you aware to clear where where?

Chorus

[Pearl Handle]

Yo yo, aiyo Mp's and MR3's we drive steady

Rhyme ready at all time, gimme some Slot Time

It's my time, sippin cranberries from grape vines

Readin the headlines, between lines we plug time

Won't let the don shine, and in the front line, the bank's mine

Commitin the crime, crushin ya inzime

So freeze, if you movin the Breeze with 9 Millamees

That's straight cheese, I make y'all cats bleed

My rap speed is rapid, be slapped with bullets and spare clips

Sparrin shit, peep the membership, my ray ridiculous

Supreme rap to the Metropolis

It ain't no stoppin us

[Naisha]

We toke glasses, filled with Nebazelli bust magnums

Thug fashion under the Cayman Islands

Sit with dime chicks that eat salad, secret ambission

The crack porcerline, murder courses reinforments

Visualize the naucious, rap status, the shine like the sun fragment

My guns blazin, clean cut mixed with Asian

Caribbean sands, Devilish scam, the only prophet, him and his man

Sit her and watchin, it's game plan straight outta my hand

Naisha like opian, the best seller out in Japan, what

Chorus 2

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