Lyrics:
[Talkbox Parts]
[Intro/Talkbox]
It's the Mafia
[Lil Cease]
Uh, uh, say what, say what
It's the J-M-C in the motherfuckin' house y'all niggaz
ain't
niggaz who pumpin
Lil' Blood got popped, by the Group Home cat
Everybody nervous in the hood, pullin they gats
Fiend yellin out, who got those? Go
You know, the thing that bothers me the most
Is how these niggaz mayn, always running around
They saying you my dog, I got you holla at me baby fa
{Chorus} x2
You ain't heard the last of me
Got niggaz down on my team that will blast for me
I'm that sound in the dark
That brings a chill
an right
lanes,
different day same shit, I ain't playin bitch,
niggaz still got a rusty four-five wit the same clip, an see,
you can get wit
bangin'
My niggaz is riders, it's strength and numbers
Whether 6 or that 5, there's gangstas among us
Got the hood in a frenzy, they see how he
Open
I'm tryin to keep from blastin' off my muthafuckin' balls
By the one in the chamber of the Glock I got in my draws
I got my cap to the side, watchin'
move with a click that's wreckless
And they ain't got no problem spraying your ass, like disinfectant
So if I feel disrespected, I promise you family
cappuccino
Juicy j
Got me
On that
No cappuccino
Instead of
No cap
Aye mane
Say mane
901 Kingpin
Aye mane
Shout out
Too
My sound engineer
Young mane
pussy's so good and your mouth tight
A pretty face, slim waist, and her stout nice
Juicy ass that them niggaz in the south like
She super sexy, got
achin I'ma have your dame slavin
Cocaine and apron, over a flame bakin
Chorus: Journalist + Canibus
[J] Niggaz take it for granted -
until they
Nothing that me and my niggaz do average
My bitch she the baddest
My diamonds by status
So you know they dancing like strippers at magic
Can't fuck
gotta slide
Just gotta new dope connection
I’m focused on paper
But if it’s a problem
I’ll be in the smoking section
Just a got a new a sig lil
guns, got knives, got bats, ain't a thing to go to war
You could get your baddest, biggest niggaz that you running with
I'm equipped with 16 hollow tips
dippity-doo-dow
Sick when I cruise by, 6 when the goons by
Diplomat plates when they ship me a new ride
Your worst nightmare
Think the Birds fight fair
My niggaz
dippity-doo-dow
Sick when I cruise by, 6 when the goons by
Diplomat plates when they ship me a new ride
Your worst nightmare
Think the Birds fight fair
My niggaz
Crip right
Eyes open 'cause niggaz get stuck on seez-ight
It ain't no motherfuckin' problem - pop-pop, tick-tock
Never flip-flop, 20 Crippin' til I drop
is played out (played out)
Y'all got to go, all I make is one phone call
All y'all dissapear by tomorrow (tomorrow)
All your guns is borrowed, I don't
you got, or get your ass shut the fuck up
Run em down and gun em down yeah that's how we do it
Niggaz get killed, and then filled with embalming
you got, or get your ass shut the fuck up
Run em down and gun em down yeah that's how we do it
Niggaz get killed, and then filled with embalming
think u worth more then u work more
Now these niggaz got a problem with me. I ain't even got a problem with it
Act like I ain't show u how to get it. Know
Finally, I got all real niggaz on on a muthafuckin' Posse song
Niggaz that's down to cut some muthafuckin' heads
(Mafia, ya, why-ya, why-ya, ya,
Bitch you know I'm smoked out
Once I get them racks in
I been popping my collar
Like Project Pat and Juicy J
Wake up every morning and do whatever I
a problem
And for all them hater niggaz
Ima solve em
Bitch I'm so ready
I came with the chete
Hop out the benzi
Super unleaded
Bitch I'm so ready
You is not
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