Mafia (La Chat)

(DJ Paul-Talking) Yeah muthaf**kaz! The Platinum plaque bringers of the mothaf**kin' "M" back in this bitch, nigga. H-C muthaf**kin' P. Hypnotyze camp muthaf**kin posse. And it's goin' down, like we always do about this time, nigga, night time. We about to load them black trucks up. Who we got in this muthaf**ka We got my girl La Chat, Gangsta Boo, Crunchy muthaf**kin' Black Playboy Juice, Project muthaf**kin' Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me DJ muthaf**kin' Paul, the king of the muthaf**kin' "M" town. And it's goin' down- HYPNOTYZE MINDS HO! (HOOK) Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia! (La Chat) La Chat, with that gat The other queen of MemphisHypnotize Camp we got 2 bumpin' bitches... (Gangsta Boo) ...In the club posted up Eight hundred dollar bottles Sippin' Cris f**k a glass Nigga drink it out the bottle... (La Chat) ...Don't be hatin' and shit 'Cause we gettin' paid and shit Ain't no need be lyin' till I die I'm gon' be lovin' this... (Gangsta Boo) ...The bottle-yeah gangsta gangsta Ridin' nigga posted up Fuck you bitches up when I come gunnin' Lettin' the lugers bust Chat, you got my f**kin' back? (La Chat) Yeah I got your f**kin' back Buckin' bitches that be hatin' Blow their chest up through their back (Gangsta Boo) High as hell can't you tell 'Cause my eyes are red as fire 'Bout to f**k this nigga Take his money- Pimpin' 'till I die Hypnotyze Minds be the label that pay me Fuck you other rappers talkin' shit You cannot faze me (La Chat) So you heard it from the queens HCP we be together Fuckin' with my family bitch It's gon' have to be whatever... (HOOK 1X) (Lord Imfamous) How can you relate to this Niggaz they be hatin' this Purple f**kin' tradin' man Barely makin' dividends Burn it man, half in Better known as "assed in" All I want is money man Can't you niggaz comprehend? Lock and f**kin' load fool Break the f**kin' law fool Ain't no attitude fool This is what we came to do With them bodies in the bag Put that dope in the bag Put that money in the bag Let's go fool, rat tat tat (Juicy "J") They call me Juicy gigolo Got hoes that fill A statue of a fool With them platinum tips I'm tellin' all you bitches To beware of the game I'm tellin' all you niggaz To beware of the lames I freak your baby mama Put her on the house I got my dick sucked When I was on the couch My nigga walked in He said that hoe was stout I hit it from the back My nigga took her mouth (Project Pat) By love real my nig Let blood spill my nig Shoot to kill my nig If ya real my nig Project Pat my nig I spit facts my nig Hang with macks my nig Who tote gats my nig It's blast or be left Baller in your blood White girl up your nose Ya high off that bud A slug in the lot Your car and no strap Blew your gotdamn brains In your partner's lap (Lord Imfamous) Choose your weapons But boy choose them carefully Each of my poisons Are deadlier melodies I am the doctor And this is your therapy You can have one So you must get a pair of these Beat, bound and gagged Bump off bounty Place all his pieces All over county The shit's very lethal That I place in the needle Prepare you for your last trip To the Cathedral (DJ Paul) I seen how TV can hurt And plus platinum plaques to match And add them twenties and vogues And Gucci jackets on backs We got them Bentlys and Benzes And all them Lexus on lock The picture gettin' kind of clearer I see why them bitches hot You hoes is strugglin' and starvin' And wanna rise in the hood It's cold I'm crankin' up heat And you wish you could Y'all wish y'all could get back with us Then maybe then you could shine Like the rappers you wish you was And get off the grind I'm keepin' one in the chamber Because I'm filled up with anger And when I see yo little hoe 'n' You knowin' your life's in danger I do a show y'all in the burough Hollerin' no kind of shit Is that the best way that you know To get attention lil bitch I understand how they feel They feelin' that they left out And we the ones movin' on So we the ones talked about But niggaz keep it your best And one day then you'll get a crown But until then do a hit of coke And keep feelin' down 'Cause suckaz... that's real (HOOK 1X)