Luyện nghe bài hát Realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A. Part II

Chorus: Lil

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

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

Chorus: 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 admit back in the days I did shit
Now I changed, I'm in to and better things
like rockin change, bitch copped the range
Del Vec was set with the Lex and rings
Pop Moet my bitch when it rain
Drink the pain, got mad stress on my brain
A nigga rolled for dough
ki's across seas
and sent a from
a kid named Sallio
selled mad
Coppin 'bout four bricks I called Nino
Meet me at the airport, feds is on the
Almost got caught cause the dumb bitch
How much you makin? we're doin, wouldn't live that
How much my V cost and where my stash at
But the feds still couldn't get
JM I'm still and frontin

Lil Kim

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

3: Lil Kim

Time to make moves, and to the bodega
Grab enough G's while niggas master the
In the crib getting high all
Whippin all on you vics feel tight
So you say "Whose, Kim, the hit chinquer"
Pull the grass, fast cash and money
Do you deal well it's the
Mafia Member, whippin that ass in December,
Terrified of goddess, who be that artist
dick the hardest, Anne Klein don
Coochie cutie, number 9 for the booty, now you wanna stare?
This butt's for studs all the that I wear
Ice just be while I'm breezing, it's the season
For Cruisers, drug users
All around me Junior M.A.F.I.A. on
Strap up 'fore these act up, uh
And be sittin at the top
you takin all your rate out state
In 8-5-0s I, be Moey in the sky
On the way to the Bahamas in pajamas, with all the Big Mama's
and for you jealous ass hoes,
I keep a in my clothes
Uh and it goes

Chorus: of the Snakes

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

Verse 4:

If I ya once I told ya twice
Love take ya with this shot gun
Another game night
Ask my I gets up in them
Quickly make niggas
Turn strictly
Got fucked by the buck wild
me, can't a nigga do shit to me
I rep tillit, bitch feet it
Larceny I steal it, more for villit nigga
your money in your pocket, watch me rock it
Slinging drugs on the
What's you stop it, 9s I cock it
Armed robberies, don't ask me why you girl's me
I'm schoolin niggas while your foolin niggas
Niggas frontin, I'm straight poolin niggas
Doin ya'll niggas "Un guard" you aint
niggas cotton balls, I'm stickin all of yall