Luyện nghe bài hát Realms Of Junior M.A.F.I.A.

Lil Kim

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

Chorus: Lil

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

Verse 1: Lil

Easy livin, bitches pussy like it's free
My GS3 gleams
Lil Cae's get flour like the
Land's and Lexus' flexed the M-A-F-I-A
make my day
Friday to Friday stay-be
plus stylus, on Berry's iris
My be rich by sixteen
Swimmin in CREAM, a dollar and a dream
Saw her all ho's, dancin a machine, uhh
True bawler, bitch case might her
A little but I like my bitches taller
Nastiest, the flashiest, you got bust past shit
while Big fuck bitch
Uhh uhh, while your nigga flicks
Uhh Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique

Chorus: Del Vec

One two y'all, you I rock ya
Step in the 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 better
like rockin Cuban change, bitch the range
Del Vec was set the Lex and diamond rings
Pop with my bitch when it rain
Drink away the pain, got mad on my brain
A little nigga for dough
Copped across seas
and sent a from
a Cuban kid named
selled mad
Coppin 'bout bricks then I called Nino
Meet me at the airport, is on the stalk
Almost got cos the dumb bitch talked
How much you What we're doin, wouldn't live that
How much Moveet cost and where my cash at?
But the feds still couldn't get
JM I'm still stuntin and

Jamal

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

Verse 3:

G a villian, keep niggas feelin
my trigger finger enhancin
ya dome piece the chrome piece fat
I'll fuck around, black, catch a Mac to ya
Lethal weapon with the leather
Schemin, bustin on I can ejecta
Window, slow sing low
Fuckin Row Dog Mall you ain't know, aah
Remember this lyricist
Blow the out the frame wit this
seen with the guillotine shotty
with Junior M.A.F.I.A. rockin ya spot
Cockin the Glock, bust, hit the dust
This shit murderous
Huh, now do you think you can fade Jamal, I fade dem all
and if I to kill em all, I sure

Notorious B.I.G.

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

Verse 4:

I got that venom rhyme like Sprite got lime
Carradine, keep a hand in all the time
My rhymes somewhat when I'm smeer-ien
to kissin my lawyer at my
This day and age my rap is the plague
I married this shit, y'all still engaged
blowouts to 360 waves
How this 12 gauge feel sittin on ya tongue, on ya 'n'
dippin money L in the green beamer
sippin zimas on our way to see
She she need a freak like me like Adina
Fucked her by mistake she had a named Regina
I seen her, excite all the freaks
Squirtin on curtains, lips, and sheets
Compete, death, ya dead, ya die
Don't with B-I, that's that!