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Lil Kim

Ladies and
you are now listening of the of The Notorious B.I.G. and the Junior
M.A.F.I.A.
Jealous niggas recognise freak bitches
Aah aah

Lil Caesar

Uh one two y'all you know I 'cha
Step in the realms of M.A.F.I.A.
One two you know I rocked 'cha
in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two y'all, you I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms of M.A.F.I.A.
One two y'all, uhh, uhh, uhh uhh (Check it out!)

Verse 1: Lil

livin, bitches givin pussy like it's free
My GS3 gleams
Lil Cae's get like the stems
Land's and flexed with the M-A-F-I-A
Blunts my day
Friday to Friday baby
plus stylus, sippin on Berry's
My be rich by sixteen
Swimmin in CREAM, fuck a dollar and a
Saw her knockin all ho's, a machine, uhh
True bawler, case might call her
A little shorty but I like my bitches
Nastiest, the flashiest, you got bust your shit
while Big your bitch
Uhh uhh, your nigga take flicks
Uhh Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique

Cheek Del Vec

One two y'all, you know I ya
in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
x2*
One two y'all, uhh uhh uhh

Verse 2: Del Vec

I admit in the days I did stupid shit
Now I changed, I'm in to bigger and things
like rockin change, bitch copped the range
Del Vec was set the Lex and diamond rings
Pop Moet with my when it rain
Drink the pain, got mad scars on my brain
A little rolled for dough
Copped ki's across
and a memo from
a Cuban kid named
selled mad
Coppin 'bout four then I called Nino
me at the airport, feds is on the stalk
Almost got caught cos the dumb talked
How much you What we're doin, wouldn't live that
How much cost and where my cash stash at?
But the still couldn't get nuttin
JM I'm still and frontin

Jamal

One two y'all, you know we ya
Jamal and Junior M.A.F.I.A.
x2*
One two y'all, you we rock ya, rock ya
Little and Junior M.A.F.I.A.

Verse 3:

Mally G a villian, niggas feelin
my trigger enhancin peelin
ya dome piece with the chrome fat
I'll around, black, catch a Mac to ya back
Lethal with the eighteen leather
Schemin, bustin on whoever I can
Window, think sing low
Fuckin Row Dog Mall you ain't know, aah
Remember this funkabist
Blow the out the frame wit this
killer with the guillotine shotty
Junior M.A.F.I.A. rockin ya fuckin spot
Cockin the Glock, fifty bust, hit the
This spit murderous
Huh, now do you think that you can fade Jamal, I dem all
and if I have to em all, I sure

Chorus: B.I.G.

One two y'all, you know I rocked
Step in the realms of M.A.F.I.A.
x2*
One two y'all, uhh uhh uhh

Verse 4:

I got that venom like Sprite got lemon lime
Dina Carradine, keep a in all the time
My rhymes somewhat Shakesperian when I'm
to kissin my lawyer at my
This day and age my rap is the plague
I married this shit, y'all still engaged
Turn blowouts to 360
How this 12 gauge feel on ya tongue, on ya lips 'n'
dippin with L in the green beamer
zimas on our way to see Katrina
She said she need a freak me like Adina
Fucked her by mistake she had a twin named
I seen her, lights all the freaks
Squirtin on curtains, lips, tits and
Compete, death, ya dead, ya die
Don't fuck with B-I, that!