Mafia

(album: Choices - 2001)

[DJ Paul:]
Yeah muthafuckaz!
The Platinum plaque bringers of the mothafucking "M"
Back in this bitch, nigga. H-C muthafucking P
Hypnotyze camp muthafucki' posse. And it's going down
Like we always do about this time, nigga, night time
We about to load them black trucks up
Who we got in this muthafucka, we got my girl La Chat
Gangsta Boo, Crunchy muthafucking Black, playboy Juice
Project muthafucking Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me, DJ muthafucking Paul
The king of the muthafucking "M" town
And it's going down hypnotyze minds ho!

Mafia! Mafia! Mafia! Mafia!
Mafia! Mafia! Mafia! Mafia!

[La Chat:]
La Chat, with that gat
The other queen of Memphis
Hypnotize Camp we got 2 bumping bitches

[Gangsta Boo:]
...In the club posted up
Eight hundred dollar bottles
Sipping Cris fuck a glass
Nigga drink it out the bottle

[La Chat:]
...Don't be hating and shit
Cause we getting paid and shit
Ain't no need be lying till I die
I'm gon' be loving this

[Gangsta Boo:]
...The bottle-yeah gangsta gangsta
Riding nigga posted up
Fuck you bitches up when I come gunning
Letting the lugers bust
Chat, you got my fucking back?

[La Chat:]
Yeah I got your fucking back
Bucking bitches that be hating
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 fuck this nigga
Take his money Pimping 'till I die
Hypnotyze Minds be the label that pay me
Fuck you other rappers talking shit
You cannot faze me

[La Chat:]
So you heard it from the queens
HCP we be together
Fucking with my family bitch
It's gon' have to be whatever

Mafia! Mafia! Mafia! Mafia!
Mafia! Mafia! Mafia! Mafia!

[Crunchy Black:]
How can you relate to this
Niggas they be hating this
Purple fucking trading man
Barely making dividends
Burn it man, half in
Better known as "assed in"
All I want is money man
Can't you niggas comprehend?
Lock and fucking load fool
Break the fucking 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 telling all you bitches
To beware of the game
I'm telling all you niggas
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 ho 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 Infamous:]
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 getting kind of clearer
I see why them bitches hot
You hoes is struggling and starving
And wanna rise in the hood
It's cold I'm cranking 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 keeping one in the chamber
Because I'm filled up with anger
And when I see yo little ho 'n'
You knowing your life's in danger
I do a show y'all in the burough
Hollering no kind of shit
Is that the best way that you know
To get attention lil bitch
I understand how they feel
They feeling that they left out
And we the ones moving on
So we the ones talked about
But niggas keep it your best
And one day then you'll get a crown
But until then do a hit of coke
And keep feeling down
Cause suckaz... that's real

Mafia! Mafia! Mafia! Mafia!
Mafia! Mafia! Mafia! Mafia!

Mafia!