Mafia

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! Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia! La Chat, with that gat The other queen of Memphis Hypnotize Camp we got 2 bumpin' bitches... ... In the club posted up Eight hundred dollar bottles Sippin' Cris f**k a gla*s Nigga drink it out the bottle... ... 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... ... The bottle-yeah gangsta gangsta Ridin' nigga posted up f**k you bitches up when I come gunnin' Lettin' the lugers bust Chat, you got my f**kin' back? Yeah I got your f**kin' back Buckin' bitches that be hatin' Blow their chest up through their back 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