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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
Step in the of Junior M.A.F.I.A.

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

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

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

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

I admit, in the days I did stupid shit
Now I changed, I'm into bigger and things
Like rockin' Cuban change, copped the Range
Del Vec was set with the Lex and rings
Pop Moet my bitch when it rain
away the pain, got mad stress on my brain
A little for dough
Copped ki's across seas, in San

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

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

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

Mally G, the villain, keep feelin'
My trigger finger enhancin',
Your dome piece with the 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 sink low
with raw dog 'Mal you ain't know, ahh

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

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

I got that rhyme like Sprite got lemon lime
Carradine, keep her hair done all the time
My rhyme, somewhat Shakespearean, blood I'm in
Tongue-kissin' my lawyer, at my
In day and age, my rap is like the plague
I this shit, y'all niggaz still engaged
Turn to 360 waves
How this 12 feel sittin' on ya tongue, on ya lips 'n'

Dippin' money L in the green beamer
Sippin' Zima's, on our way to see
She said she need a, "Freak like me," like
her, by mistake she had a twin named Regina
I seen her, lights all the freaks
on curtains, lips, tits and sheets
Compete, death, ya dead, ya die
fuck with B-I, that's that