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Mbo

Mbo or MBO may refer to:

  • Mbo, Nigeria, a Local Government Area
  • Mbo people (Cameroon), an ethnic group of Cameroon
  • Mbo people (Congo), an ethnic group of the Democratic Republic of the Congo
  • Language

  • Mbo language (Cameroon), a language spoken in Cameroon
  • Mbo language (Congo), spoken by the Mbo people
  • Mbo language (Zambia), a Bantu language of Zambia
  • Mbo’ language, a Grassfields language of Cameroon
  • People

  • Mbo Mpenza (born 1976), retired Belgian footballer
  • Emil Abossolo-Mbo (Emil Abossolo M'Bo born 1958), Cameroonian-French actor
  • Other uses

  • Management by objectives, a performance management system popularised by Peter Drucker
  • Management buyout, a form of company acquisition
  • Muslim Bosniak Organization, a Bosnian political party
  • Middelbaar beroepsonderwijs, (middle-level applied education) in Education in the Netherlands
  • See also

  • Nkongho language, or Upper Mbo, a Bantu language of Cameroon
  • MBO Cinemas, a chain of cinemas in Malaysia
  • Mbo-Ung language, a language spoken in Papua New Guinea
  • Klein + M.B.O., an Italian musical group
  • This page contains text from Wikipedia, the Free Encyclopedia - https://wn.com/Mbo

    Mbo language

    Mbo language may refer to:

  • Mbo language (Cameroon), a language spoken in Cameroon
  • Mbo language (Congo), spoken by the Mbo people
  • Mbo language (Zambia), a Bantu language of Zambia
  • Mbo’ language, a Grassfields language of Cameroon
  • See also

  • Mbo (disambiguation)
  • Podcasts:

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    Stand Up

    by: M.O.P.

    [Lil' Fame]
    We don't say put your hands up, nigga stand up!
    Yeah.. (STAND UP!)
    Hahahaha.. yeah!
    Hear me though, hear me though - heh, yeah
    You see it! Say what? You see it!
    Uh, uh (STAND UP!)
    [Verse One: Lil' Fame]
    I'm back in the fuck up in this bitch (who dat?) Me bitch (who dat?)
    The Brooklyn thug, what the fuck you see bitch?
    I'm known for regulatin this game, fuck a critic
    Cause when I'm spittin, I'ma split your shit in, when I aim
    Yo you try to get a name, but ain't, provin a thang
    I'm still doin my thang (go 'head) bells they still rang (uh-huh)
    Now who the lame that wan' tangle with Lil' Fame
    Step in the ring and I'll break yo' ass up - STAND UP!
    (AAAAAAHHHH!!!) How you like me now?
    That +Kool Moe Pee+ shit nigga, put it down
    Yo I need to silence the gat, shit too loud
    When that bitch start to holla, nigga through child
    Made the church people on your block wanna move out
    I bump off and I dump off, and a nigga cool out
    Why? Cause when we in the place with the guns in our waist
    We don't say put your hands up, nigga (STAND UP!)
    [Chorus x2: M.O.P.]
    Sit down (STAND UP!) Sit down (STAND UP!)
    ("First Fam, ridiculous!")
    Sit down (STAND UP!) Sit down (STAND UP!)
    [Fame] We don't say put your hands up, nigga (STAND UP!)
    [Verse Two: Lil' Fame]
    You gotta get it, cause you nah lissen
    Dump off your body, send your whole family to 'gwan fishin
    The street mayor, ghetto street playa
    Hit your hooker with this heavy dick meat playa ass cheek flare
    Fuck the fame! I agree, fuck the fame
    But I got four words for ya, don't fuck with Fame
    Cause I'm a Machine Gun Kelly, clapper dude
    Write my name across your belly BRBRBRBRBRBRBR clap a dude!
    Ain't no escapin these streets I'm raised in (c'mon)
    It's so amazin (why?) We still blazin
    Ain't no savin yo' ass from hell raisin
    They be scrapin your canteloupe off the pavement
    Wit yo' wig split in half and yo' chest caved in
    So walk on the green, I'ma cut yo' ass down if you walk in between
    So listen up and hear me boy
    I'm the American (slash) pretty boy
    [Chorus]
    [Verse Three: Billy Danze]
    I done figured it out (what's that?)
    They don't want us to shine (true!)
    You lost your mind if you thought I tossed my iron
    I still got it, for when I'm facin situations like this
    You dissin? I'm hittin (buk buk buk buk buk buk)
    Listen, is it me or the industry don't understand
    I'm a whole different breed of man
    Bill Danze, Brownsville, Bronx
    And I'm servin double and single shots on the rocks nigga
    (AAAAHHHHH!) What! Who gon' tame me?
    I'm a bad block nigga and can't, nobody change me
    You can look at me strangely
    Keep yappin at your dogs if I go up in your mouth, don't blame me
    First Family trainee, take what's mine
    {*censored*} is my time to shine, that's that
    (Take it easy!) Fuck that, I'm ready yo
    I refuse to dilute jewels for you fools (STAND UP!)
    [Chorus]
    [Verse Four: Billy Danze]
    Fizzy Wo' (suckers never played us)
    They can't fade us, they hate us, they anus
    In fact when you touch 'em face to face, they stay in they place
    They know I'm slant up from the right side left five in one fist
    (Shaddup!) Shutup! Now you wanna show love?
    You hear the soft music in the background it's your brain on slugs
    Now, it's a dirty job but somebody gotta do it
    So I crept up, stepped up, got to it.. (STAND UP!)
    [Chorus]
    [Outro: M.O.P.]
    First Fam, ridiculous!
    Violators try to get with us, we quick to bust
    Them false dudes can't get with us, homeskillet
    cause we too tough, too real, too raw, too rough
    First Fam, ridiculous
    Fools try to move but them fools can't get wit hus
    Cause we holdin (classin) loadin (blastin)
    Strollin (crashin) rollin (MASHIN!!)




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