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Hip Hop Hooray
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O.P.P.
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Feel Me Flow
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Uptown Anthem
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O.P.P
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Pin the Tail on the Donkey
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OPP
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Everything's Gonna Be Alright
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Jamboree
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Wickedest Man Alive
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Guard Your Grill
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Yoke the Joker
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Poor Man's Poetry
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Craziest
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Written On Ya Kitten
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O.P.P. (1991)
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Everyday All Day
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It's On
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Feel Me Flow (1995)
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Ring The Alarm
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Let the Ho's Go
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1,2,3
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Holiday
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Dirt All By My Lonely
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It's On (Kay Gee Remix)
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Wicked Bounce
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Take It To Ya Face
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Strike a Nerve
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19 Naughty III
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Rhyme'll Shine On
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Ready For Dem
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Clap Yo Hands
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The Hood Comes First
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Hip Hop Hooray (LP version)
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Daddy Was a Street Corner
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Every Day All Day
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Everythings Gonna Be Alright
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The Only Ones
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Cruddy Clique
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Thankx For Sleepwalking
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1, 2, 3
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Sunshine
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Feels Good
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Poverty's Paradise
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Chain Remains
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Sleepin' On Jersey
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Swing Swang
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O.P.P. [1991]
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Hot Potato
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City Of Ci-Lo
I'm telling you, I want this done quick, in and out
I want all that black market shit, everything
Grab all the tapes, all the cassettes
Who is it?
Where the shit? Everybody on the floor, nobody move
Where the shit? (Yo, Treach)
Yoke the joker
There are too many overnight MC's but one
And too many who haven't paid dues
You have now entered the frost of the Flavor Unit
And we, Naughty By Nature, will get our just do
By terminating you
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass to the point you have to ask for your ass back
A fuckin joker smoker, taunted by no one
If I was born in Chun Li's temple I would've turned out a shogun
Smack the any-and-all talk, jokers I can't hawk
And all that shit I hear about me losin is small talk
I ain't a punk or slouch and furthermore, I don't scare chief
The reason I called you 'pussy' cos you are what you eat, each
Lick is a little closer to the centre of a Blow Pop
Don't speak when I am talkin, this is my fuckin sho-op
How dare you even try me? Don't you know you'll be funky while
He's smilin backstage doin your mother, ugh, doggystyle?
I'm wild, raw, a whore and still suave
Check out this style that I've
Soul-simulated, sounds from a stocky
Semi-social, never seem sloppy
See, silly slappin suckers, sorry saps and slouches
Straps slam in style, smackin, this man's a savage
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