Intro: (Joe Mafia) Damn, VA Hot as a yo (word up) Common will state though (son, that shit is up) Was in the court the other day, they try to give a nigga a hundred (Word) They can't do all time man, some common will shit I know they to do though trying to snatch us up the street So they can reproduce their through are women Shit is hot, it's the sands
Indicted on of conspiracy investigation at drug rene crops to stop the organization Big heads fled the country, bags of Rags of gucci, down at Carantang, see They got no proof from daddy manuevers Down so low, moves through the sewers Fuck the crops, Busy saleet shit is stock Making cheese, run and flew the scene, a pot Locked in storage, moving forward Seein flash of lights, no fright trife, sending mom through kites from natural life Son of a traitor, lead you to outta state-a Calculators, adding digits, numbers blow your pager Handeling business, mind bogling, split Johnny Coc a lawyer, you get him to a prison Then informers, follow you state cuttin Hotel lobbies, swarm and try to creep up on you Greesy moves under alias You catching no sleep, it's hot in streets The Golden
{Joe In the golden sands, cats we wan't grands Eight fifties, tops and Lex lands We throwing darts, And got some big plans Living life in the sands In the project, all big willie cats oh We see you shining pushing GX Lex with Niggas get shook up, time get out of hand Living life in the golden
Mafia} Peep the picasso, mafioso, hold the Foranardo, the neck drive passtol Suit the hand sand, Fly genie bitches with Arabian bang, diamond cut chandelier Out with glanded nice god bliss ice vintage Catch to you if you ask Emmitt Only act vivid, and the dynasty, underseas Supreme god in the chest, drug with the best I bomb heads with the suit a fedic, naw for medics And cut on 101 and then put you out on Rhyme infested, white collar, ice coller, Criminologist, top scholar, minus dollar? I execute ambasadors, Hammers as Thor, sparking eight east So far we, survivelist, regardless, how live it Camouflage squad banded with, banana clips Savage, palaces for democratics, the war tactic Ill crafted, to spread My team max it, for milleniums Wu-Syndicate, emblems feared then Benjamins