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 MAFIA Jealous niggas recognize, freak bitches fantasize Uhh, ahhh... [Chorus: Lil' Cease] Uh, one-two, y'all, you know I rocked 'cha Step in the realms of Junior MAFIA One-two, y'all, you know I rocked 'cha Step in the realms of Junior MAFIA One-two, y'all, you know I rocked 'cha Step in the realms of Junior MAFIA One-two, y'all, uhh Uhh, uhh, yo (Check it out!) [Verse 1: Lil' Cease] Easy livin', bitches givin' pussy like it's free My GS-3' gleams perfectly Lil' Cease get raw like the stems Land's and Lex's 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, fuck a dollar and a dream Song knockin' on ho's answerin' machine, uhh True baller, bitch page, might call her A little shorty, but I like my bitches taller Nastiest, the flashiest You got blunts, pass them shits, while B.I.G. fuck your bitch, uhh, uhh While your nigga take flicks Uhh, yeah, Junior MAFIA clique [Chorus: Cheek Del Vec] One-two, y'all, you know I rock ya Step in the realms of Junior MAFIA One-two, y'all, you know I rock ya Step in the realms of Junior MAFIA One-two, y'all, you know I rock ya Step in the realms of Junior MAFIA One-two, y'all, uhh.. uhh.. uhh [Verse 2: Cheek Del Vec] I admit, back in the days, I did stupid shit Now I changed, I'm into bigger and better things Like rockin' Cuban chains, bitch copped the Range Del Vec was set with the Lex and diamond rings Pop Moët with my bitch when it rain Drink away the pain, got mad stress on my brain A little nigga roll for dough Copped keys across seas, in San Domingo From a Cuban kid named Sallio, sell mad perico 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 bitch talked How much we make, and what we do, and where we live at How much my V cost and where my cash stash at But the Feds still couldn't get nothin' J.M. still stuntin' and frontin' [Chorus: Jamal] One-two, y'all, you know we rock ya Lil' Jamal and Junior MAFIA One-two, y'all, you know we rock ya Lil' Jamal and Junior MAFIA One-two, y'all, you know we rock ya Lil' Jamal and Junior MAFIA One-two, y'all, you know we rock ya, rock ya Lil' Jamal and Junior MAFIA [Verse 3: Jamal] Mally G's the villain, keep niggas feelin' My trigger finger enhanced in peelin' Your dome piece, with the chrome piece fat I don't fuck around, black – catch a MAC to ya back Lethal Weapon with the A-Team leather Schemin', bustin' on whoever, out the Jetta Window, think slow, sink low Fuckin' with Raw Dog Mal – you ain't know? Ahh, remember this – funk abyss lyricist Blow the premises out the frame with this Kill a scene with the guillotine shotty With Junior MAFIA, rockin' your whole fuckin' spot Cockin' the Glock 50, bust, hit the dust To spit shit murderous, heh Now do you think that you can fade Jamal? I fade 'em all And if I have to kill 'em all, I shall [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G.] One-two, y'all, you know I rocked ya Step in the realms of Junior MAFIA One-two, y'all, you know I rocked ya Step in the realms of Junior MAFIA One-two, y'all, you know I rocked ya Step in the realms of Junior MAFIA One-two, y'all, uhh... uhh... uhh... [Verse 4: The 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', and In this day and age, my rap is like the plague I married this shit, y'all niggas still engaged Turn blowouts to 360 waves How this 12 gauge feel sittin' on your tongue, on your 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 Fucked 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 death – you're dead, ya die... Don't fuck with B.I., that's that!