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Mafia n***** Lyrics

[Chorus: Lord Infamous (repeat 2X)]

We gotta come like we get doen and dirty for our figures
We gotta come like we be quick to pull back on some triggers
We gotta come you know dat Devil s*** is still up in us
We Mafia n***** We Mafia n*****
[Lord Infamous]
So d*** wicked got some s*** you b****** never saw
I caught you shakin sawed off's pumpin now'll we'll break the law
I cut the air off where you breath while I'm blazin on these trees
The ? I get from these trees'll take your leg up off
You chokin from exhaust
You lost up in the sauce
You stand against the wall
Don't play wit Lord at all
You dealin wit some now you p***** down your leg
and got a gun against your head you know dis lead is for a b***** brawl
I'm tryna go for boss
Prepare for Holocaust
I got moss and when I toss it will get em off
I'm dirty for the cause
b**** don't you hit the pause
I'll lock you b****** in the icebox wit it full of frost
b**** don't you know that when I'm hi I leave a dimple
c*** back dis pistol then I'll pop you like a pimple
I got the tunes in the stones
In your home wit the chrome
You alone and the rest is very simple
[Chorus]

[Crunchy Black]
Ain't no n**** goin play wit me
Play wit me my n**** I'ma lay you in the streets
All I came for is cheese n**** dat's hard to believe
I'ma lock and unload and make your b**** a** bleed
Let ya'll know dat I came wit some s*** up my sleeve
Know what I mean my n**** It's only Jus me
Slip dat knife down my sleeve
Slope you dead in your heart
Wit only dat sick s*** don't get s*** started

[DJ Paul]
Now ever since we done came dem hataz didn't play no joke
Try to bounce to the crib
I shot around in dey home
I'm bustin rugaz
wit some lugaz
Do ya
n**** I'ma send em straight through ya
School ya
Bout dis bidness
Bout these boys
Ya bout to witness wit these toys
[Juicy "J"]
Wit dem toys yeah we got em
Make the noise when we c*** em
Guaranteed to kill and rob em
Stopped em wit the sawed off shotgun
n***** in the street dey found em
On dat dog food and Vodka
So much dope the blood was toxic
And the mind is pure psychotic

[Chorus (fades out)]
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When the Smoke Clears: Sixty 6, Sixty 1 (2000)
Intro 44 Killers (interlude) Sippin' on Some Syrup Weak Azz Bitch Just Like Us I'm so High Mafia n***** Hook Up W/ Hoes (skit) From da Back f*** Y'all Hoes Where da Cheese At Tongue Ring Barrin' You b****** Whatcha Know Act Like You Know Me (Point 'Em Out) Take a b**p Touched Wit It M.E.M.P.H.I.S. Just Anotha Crazy Click Who Run It Put Ya Signs What's Next (outro)