Mafia Niggaz

Chorus: Lord Infamous (repeat 2X)<br><br>We gotta come like we get doen and dirty for our figures<br>We gotta come like we be quick to pull back on some triggers<br>We gotta come you know dat Devil shit is still up in us<br>We Mafia Niggaz We Mafia Niggaz<br><br>[Lord Infamous]<br>So damn wicked got some shit you bitches never saw<br>I caught you shakin sawed off`s pumpin now`ll we`ll break the law<br>I cut the air off where you breath while I`m blazin on these trees<br>The ? ? I get from these trees`ll take your leg up off<br>You chokin from exhaust<br>You lost up in the sauce<br>You stand against the wall<br>Don`t play wit Lord at all<br>You dealin wit some now you pissin down your leg <br>and got a gun against your head you know dis lead is for a bloody brawl<br>I`m tryna go for boss<br>Prepare for Holocaust<br>I got moss and when I toss it will get em off<br>I`m dirty for the cause<br>Bitch don`t you hit the pause<br>I`ll lock you bitches in the icebox wit it full of frost<br>Bitch don`t you know that when I`m hi I leave a dimple<br>Cock back dis pistol then I`ll pop you like a pimple<br>I got the tunes in the stones<br>In your home wit the chrome<br>You alone and the rest is very simple<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[Crunchy Black]<br>Ain`t no nigga goin play wit me<br>Play wit me my nigga I`ma lay you in the streets<br>All I came for is cheese nigga dat`s hard to believe<br>I`ma lock and unload and make your bitch ass bleed<br>Let ya`ll know dat I came wit some shit up my sleeve<br>Know what I mean my nigga It`s only Jus me<br>Slip dat knife down my sleeve<br>Slope you dead in your heart<br>Wit only dat sick shit don`t get shit started<br><br>[DJ Paul]<br>Now ever since we done came dem hataz didn`t play no joke<br>Try to bounce to the crib<br>I shot around in dey home<br>I`m bustin rugaz<br>wit some lugaz<br>Do ya<br>Nigga I`ma send em straight through ya<br>School ya<br>Bout dis bidness<br>Bout these boys<br>Ya bout to witness wit these toys<br><br>[Juicy "J"]<br>Wit dem toys yeah we got em<br>Make the noise when we cock em<br>Guaranteed to kill and rob em<br>Stopped em wit the sawed off shotgun<br>Niggaz in the street dey found em<br>On dat dog food and Vodka<br>So much dope the blood was toxic<br>And the mind is pure psychotic<br><br>Chorus (fades out)