Ante Up
M.O.P. & Funk Flex Lyrics

Take minks off! Take things off!
Remove expensive clothing.

Take chains off! Take rings off!
Remove jewelry.

Braclets is yapped, Fame came off!
Bracelets were stolen and fame disappeared.

[Ante Up!] Everything off!
Prepare to wager everything to win.

Fool what you want, we stiflin fools
What do you want? We are intimidating you.

Fool what you want? Your life or your jewels?
Do you want to live or do you want to keep your jewelry?

The rules, [back 'em down], next thing [clap 'em down]
Follow the rules, first intimidate and then shoot.

Respect mine we Brooklyn bound, [bound!] now, [now!]
We are from Brooklyn and demand respect.

Brownsville, home of the brave
Brownsville is a rough neighborhood.

Put in work in the street like a slave
The hard work put in on the street is like slavery.

[That shit will send you to your grave] So?!
Dangerous situations can lead to death, but what's your point?

You think I don't know that? [BLOW!]
Of course, I know that already. (Sound of a punch)

Nigga hold that! [BLOW!] Nigga hold that! [BLOW!] Nigga hold that!
(Sound of three punches)

From the street cousin, you know the drill
We come from the street, you know how we operate.

I'm nine hundred and ninety nine thou short of a mil
I am almost a millionaire, but not quite.

Ante Up! Yap that fool!
Ready to wager everything, intimidate that person!

Ante Up! Kidnap that fool!
Ready to wager everything, kidnap that person!

It's the perfect timin, you see the man shinin
This is the right time, you can see that person has money.

Get up off them god damn diamonds! Huh!
Give me your jewelry!

Ante Up! Oh! Yap that fool! Oh!
Ready to wager everything, intimidate that person!

Ante Up! Oh! Kidnap that fool!
Ready to wager everything, kidnap that person!

Get him (get him) get him! Hit him (hit him) hit him! Yap him! (Zap him!) Yap him! (Zap him!)
Grab him, punch him, intimidate him, and then shoot him!

Them thugs you know, aint friendly
Those thugs are not friendly.

Them jewels you rock, make 'em envy
The jewelry you wear makes others want it.

You thinkin it's all good, you creep through a small hood
You thought it was safe, but you entered a dangerous neighborhood.

Goons comin up outta a cut for your goods and they all should
Thugs are coming out of nowhere to rob you.

If you up in the club, back out your pis-tal money
If you are in a club, bring your gun for protection.

Catch them fools at the bar for that Cristal money
Rob those fools at the bar who have money for champagne.

The '87 stick up kids, [what you niggas sayin?]
We are the armed robbers from the '87 era, what did you say?

Get the fuck up out that 740 shorty I ain't playin
Get out of that fancy car now, I'm serious.

It's flash that thang time, [bang] bang time
Brandish your gun and start shooting.

Hand over the ring, take over the chain
Give me your ring, and I'll take your chain too.

Gimme the fuckin watch before I pop one in your brain
Give me your watch or I'll shoot you in the head.

Stop playin these childish games with me
Stop acting like a child, take me seriously.

Representin 1-7-1-8, dangerously, nigga!
Representing a dangerous neighborhood in Brooklyn.

I'ma, street regulator, true playa hater
I am the regulator of the streets and a true hater of players.

Get back down, make your ass a mack spraya hater
Cower down or be sprayed with a mack gun.

Things that we need, money, clothes, weed indeed
We need money, clothes, and weed, definitely.

Hats, food, booze, essentials, credentials
We also need hats, food, booze, essentials, and credentials.

Code of the streets, owners who creep
We follow the code of the streets, and watch out for owners who creep.

Slow when you sleep, holdin the heat
Be careful when you sleep, and always have your gun ready.

Put holes in your jeep, respect the streets
Shoot your car, and respect the streets.

It's the L-I L-F A-M, [M!] E, [E!]
This is Lil' Fame, M.O.P. member.

Yeah nigga Danze, gave you a chance
This is Billy Danze, giving you a chance to listen.

Cuz I blazed your man, I'm in the wrong
I killed your friend, and it was my mistake.

He said he was strong
He claimed to be tough.

I had reason to believe he had some shit up his sleeve all along
I suspected he had a weapon all along.

[So?] Fuck you Your Honor! Check my persona!
Who cares? I don't care about the court! Look at my personality!

I'm strong enough for Old Gold and marijuana!
I can handle Old Gold whiskey and marijuana.

I'ma do what I wanna, quiet as kept
I will do whatever I want.

[Raise hell!] Til I was tired of stress, yes lord!
Cause chaos until I become tired of stress! Amen!

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha...
Sound of laughter.

The fuck, the fuck, the fuck...
What? What? What?

Nigga! What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck... Ha, what
What? (Pause) What? (Pause) What? (Pause) What? (Pause) What?

First Family, First Family... Brooklyn... Yeah!
First Family of hip hop, representing Brooklyn! Yeah!