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Ladies and
You are now listening to the of
The B.I.G. and the Junior M.A.F.I.A.
Jealous niggaz recognize, bitches fantasize
Uhh, ahh

Uh, one two y'all, you know I 'cha
Step in the realms of M.A.F.I.A.
One two y'all, you know I 'cha
in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.

One two y'all, you know I 'cha
Step in the of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two y'all, uhh
Uhh, uhh, yo
(Check it out)

Easy livin', bitches givin' pussy it's free
My GS3 perfectly
Lil' Cease get raw like the
Land's and flexed with the M A F I A
Blunts my day
to Friday, stay bent, baby
Plus stylish, on Bailey's Irish
My wish, rich by sixteen

in cream, fuck a dollar and a dream
Song knockin' on hoe's machine, uhh
baller, bitch page might call her
A little shorty but I my bitches taller
Nastiest, the flashiest, you got blunts pass them
While Big fuck bitch, uhh, uhh
While your nigga take
Uhh, yeah, Junior M.A.F.I.A.

One two y'all, you I rock ya
in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two y'all, you I rock ya
Step in the realms of M.A.F.I.A.

One two y'all, you I rock ya
Step in the of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two
Uhh, uhh, uhh

I admit, back in the days I did shit
Now I changed, I'm bigger and better things
rockin' Cuban change, bitch copped the Range
Del Vec was set the Lex and diamond rings
Pop Moet with my bitch it rain
Drink away the pain, got mad on my brain
A niggarole for dough
ki's across seas, in San Domingo

From a Cuban kid Sallio, sell mad perrico
Coppin' 'bout four bricks, then I called
Meet me at the airport, is on the stalk
I almost got caught the dumb bitch talked
How much you make and we do and where we live at
How much my Vee cost and where my cash at
But the feds couldn't get nuttin'
J.M. stuntin' and frontin'

One two y'all, you know we ya
Lil' and Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two y'all, you we rock ya
Lil' Jamal and M.A.F.I.A.

One two y'all, you know we ya
Lil' and Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two y'all, you know we ya, rock ya
Lil' and Junior M.A.F.I.A.

G, the villain, keep niggaz feelin'
My trigger enhancin', peelin'
Your dome with the chrome piece fat
I'll fuck around, black, a Mac to ya back
Lethal weapon the eighteen leather
Scheamin', on whoever out the Jetta
Window, think slow low
Fuckin' with raw dog 'Mal you know, ahh

Remember this, funkabist
Blow the premises out the frame wit'
seen with the guillotine shotty
With Junior M.A.F.I.A. rockin' ya whole fuckin'
Cockin' the Glock, fifty, bust, hit the dust to shit murderous, huh
Now do you think that you can Jamal, I fade dem all
And if I have to kill 'em all, I

One two y'all, you I rocked ya
Step in the of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two y'all, you I rocked ya
Step in the realms of M.A.F.I.A.

One two y'all, you I rocked ya
Step in the of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two
Uhh, uhh, uhh

I got that venom rhyme like Sprite got lime
Donna Carradine, keep her hair all the time
My rhyme, somewhat Shakespearean, I'm smearin' in
my lawyer, at my hearin'
In this day and age, my rap is like the
I this shit, y'all niggaz still engaged
blowouts to 360 waves
How 12 gauge feel sittin' on ya tongue, on ya lips 'n'

Dippin' with money L in the beamer
Zima's, on our way to see Katrina
She said she need a, "Freak like me," like
her, by mistake she had a twin named Regina
I seen her, lights excite all the
Squirtin' on curtains, lips, tits and
Compete, death, ya dead, ya die
Don't fuck with B-I, that's