Jamal - Realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A. lyrics

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Jamal - Realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A. lyrics

[Intro: Lil' Kim] Ladies and Gentlemen You are now listening to the sounds Of the Notorious B.I.G. and the Junior M.A.F.I.A Jealous n***as recognize, freak b**hes fantasize Uhh, ahhh.. [Chorus: Lil' Cease] Uh, one two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A One two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A One two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A One two y'all, uhh Uhh, uhh, yo (Check it out!) [Verse 1: Lil' Cease] Easy livin', b**hes givin' p**y like it's free My GS3 gleams perfectly Lil' Cease get raw like the stems Land's and Lexus' flexed with the M-A-F-I-A Blunts make my day Friday to Friday stay bent baby Plus stylish, sippin' on Bailey's Irish My wish - filthy rich by sixteen Swimmin' in cream, f** a dollar and a dream Song knockin' on ho's answerin' machine, uhh True baller, b**h page might call her A little shorty but I like my b**hes taller Nastiest, the flashiest You got blunts pa** them sh**s While Big f** your b**h, uhh, uhh While your n***a take flicks Uhh, yeah, Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique [Chorus: Cheek Del Vec] One two y'all, you know I rock ya Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A One two y'all, you know I rock ya Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A One two y'all, you know I rock ya Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A One two y'all, uhh.. uhh.. uhh [Verse 2: Cheek Del Vec] I admit, back in the days I did stupid sh** Now I changed, I'm into bigger and better things Like rockin' Cuban change, b**h copped the Range Del Vec was set with the Lex and diamond rings Pop Moet with my b**h when it rain Drink away the pain, got mad stress on my brain A little n***arole for dough Copped ki's across seas, in San Domingo From a Cuban kid named Sallio, sell mad perrico Coppin' bout four bricks, then I called Nino Meet me at the airport, feds is on the stalk I almost got caught cause the dumb b**h talked How much you make and what we do and where we live at How much my Vee cost and where my cash stash at But the feds still couldn't get nuttin' J.M. still stuntin' and frontin' [Chorus: Jamal] One two y'all, you know we rock ya Lil' Jamal and Junior M.A.F.I.A One two y'all, you know we rock ya Lil' Jamal and Junior M.A.F.I.A One two y'all, you know we rock ya Lil' Jamal and Junior M.A.F.I.A One two y'all, you know we rock ya, rock ya Lil' Jamal and Junior M.A.F.I.A [Verse 3: Jamal] Mally G, the villian, keep n***as feelin' My trigger finger enhancin' peelin' Your dome piece with the chrome piece fat I don't f** around black, catch a Mac to ya back Lethal weapon with the eighteen leather Scheamin', bustin' on whoever out the Jetta Window, think slow sink low f**in' with raw dog 'Mal you ain't know, ahh Remember this - funk abyss lyricist Blow the premises out the frame wit this k**er seen with the guillotine shotty With Junior M.A.F.I.A. rockin' ya whole f**in' spot co*kin' the Glock, fifty, bust, hit the dust To spit sh** murderous, heh Now do you think that you can fade Jamal, I fade dem all And if I have to k** 'em all, I shall [Chorus: Notorious B.I.G] One two y'all, you know I rocked ya Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A One two y'all, you know I rocked ya Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A One two y'all, you know I rocked ya Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A One two y'all, uhh.. uhh.. uhh [Verse 4: Notorious B.I.G.] I got that venom rhyme like Sprite got lemon lime Donna Karen dime, keep her hair done all the time My rhymes, somewhat Shakespearean, blood I'm smearin' in Tongue-kissin' my lawyer, at my hearin' In this day and age, my rap is like the plague I married this sh**, y'all n***as still engaged Turn blowouts to 360 waves How does 12 gauge feel sittin' on ya tongue, on ya lips 'n' Dippin' with money L in the green beamer Sippin' Zima's, on our way to see Katrina She said she need a "Freak Like Me," like Adina f**ed her by mistake she had a twin named Regina I seen her, lights excite all the freaks Squirtin' on curtains, lips, tits and sheets Compete, meet d**h, ya dead, ya die.. Don't f** with B-I, that's that!

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