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

Lil Kim

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

Lil Caesar

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 'cha
in the realms of Junior 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, uhh, uhh, uhh uhh (Check it out!)

Verse 1: Lil

Easy livin, givin pussy like it's free
My GS3 perfectly
Lil get flour like the stems
Land's and Lexus' flexed with the
make my day
Friday to Friday baby
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 case might her
A shorty but I like my bitches taller
Nastiest, the flashiest, you got bust past your
while Big fuck bitch
Uhh uhh, while your nigga flicks
Uhh yeah M.A.F.I.A. clique

Cheek Del Vec

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

Verse 2: Del Vec

I back in the days I did stupid shit
Now I changed, I'm in to and better things
like rockin Cuban change, bitch copped the
Del Vec was set the Lex and diamond rings
Pop Moet with my bitch when it
Drink away the pain, got mad on my brain
A little nigga rolled for
Copped across seas
and a memo from
a kid named Sallio
mad pulito
Coppin four bricks then I called Nino
Meet me at the airport, feds is on the
Almost got cos the dumb bitch talked
How much you makin? What we're doin, live that
How much cost and where my cash stash at?
But the feds couldn't get nuttin
JM I'm still and frontin

Jamal

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

3: Jamal

Mally G a villian, niggas feelin
my trigger finger enhancin
ya dome piece with the piece fat
I'll around, black, catch a Mac to ya back
Lethal with the eighteen leather
Schemin, bustin on whoever I can
Window, slow sing low
Fuckin Row Dog Mall you ain't know, aah
Remember funkabist lyricist
Blow the premises out the wit this
killer seen the guillotine shotty
with M.A.F.I.A. rockin ya fuckin spot
the Glock, fifty bust, hit the dust
This shit murderous
Huh, now do you think that you can 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 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 rhyme like got lemon lime
Dina Carradine, keep a hand in all the
My rhymes Shakesperian when I'm smeer-ien
to kissin my at my hearin-en
day and age my rap is like the plague
I this shit, y'all niggas still engaged
Turn to 360 waves
How 12 gauge feel sittin on ya tongue, on ya lips 'n'
dippin money L in the green beamer
sippin on our way to see Katrina
She said she need a freak like me like
Fucked her by mistake she had a twin named
I her, lights excite all the freaks
Squirtin on curtains, lips, tits and
Compete, death, ya dead, ya die
Don't fuck with B-I, that!