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 B.I.G. and the Junior
M.A.F.I.A.
Jealous niggas freak bitches fantasise
Aah aah

Lil Caesar

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

Verse 1: Lil

Easy livin, bitches givin pussy like free
My GS3 perfectly
Lil get flour like the stems
Land's and flexed with the M-A-F-I-A
Blunts my day
Friday to Friday stay-be
plus stylus, sippin on Berry's
My windfall- be rich by
Swimmin in CREAM, a dollar and a dream
Saw her all ho's, dancin a machine, uhh
True bawler, bitch might call her
A little shorty but I my bitches taller
Nastiest, the flashiest, you got bust past shit
while Big your bitch
Uhh uhh, while nigga take flicks
Uhh yeah M.A.F.I.A. clique

Cheek Del Vec

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

Verse 2: Del Vec

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

Chorus:

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

Verse 3:

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

Notorious B.I.G.

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

Verse 4:

I got venom rhyme like Sprite got lemon lime
Dina Carradine, keep a in all the time
My rhymes Shakesperian when I'm smeer-ien
to my lawyer at my hearin-en
This day and age my rap is like the
I married this shit, y'all niggas still
Turn to 360 waves
How this 12 feel sittin on ya tongue, on ya lips 'n'
dippin with money L in the green
zimas on our way to see Katrina
She said she need a freak like me Adina
Fucked her by mistake she had a named Regina
I her, lights excite all the freaks
Squirtin on curtains, lips, tits and
Compete, death, ya dead, ya die
fuck with B-I, that's that!