For those who tread lightly, who need some enlightment The world is what u make of it You feel it up and break it til The pieces inside you [x2] Help
(feat. Miley Cyrus) (Oh, baby) I don't wanna lie, I'm gonna take what you're giving 'Cause I know you're willing, To take me all the way..you got me
, so they say, these ni**az is gay (Outlaw - Outlaw) Blast me? It could never happen At least not while I'm walkin and rappin Heard of some ni**az on the other
em like a mafia proposition I'm glad ya'll stopped and listen Thinkin' back to when I had not pot to piss in Look up at a nigga nod Rocks are glistenin
] The Firm, baby [NTM] Chacun sa Mafia , chacun sa mille-fa Aujourd'hui ca se passe comme ca [Foxy Brown] The Firm, baby [NTM] Chacun sa Mafia [Nas] Nas
Brown] The Firm, baby [NTM] Chacun sa Mafia , chacun sa mille-fa Aujourd'hui ca se passe comme ca [Foxy Brown] The Firm, baby [NTM] Chacun sa Mafia
the quickest winter, the unstoppable summer The opposite of the apocalypse comin to popular Wanna be poppin this gun he about to be doin some old impossible Three-6 Mafia
Queen Bee After me there will be none, but you could call me Miss White Most people know me as, Lil Kim the head of the La Bella Mafia Oh, shoutout to
these Mexicans One cross eyed and hunchbacked The other must be mixed with black The third nigga had missin' teeth and tatto tear drops Long hair, chest for like a bag of rocks
bang a nigga and bang a nigga good So I can cop a Benz and drive the fuck out the hood 'Cause baby-mama screaming, "Your daughter 12 months" Can't live life swinging rocks
mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the life, nigga that's the life I wouldn't have it any other way Yeah, gun play burning
and only Queen Bee After me there will be none But you could call me Miss White Most people know me as Lil' Kim The head of the La Bella Mafia Oh, shout
they think they winnin' fucked boy your lost I like the rye white raised on gravy and rice This rap a lot mafia life super tight Skip Daddy ain't said must of started smokin' rocks
probably got two cells connected Yack in one hand, with the other, the lizm And if I push you down and wet you, it's not Baptism Bitch, this is Mafia
probly got two cells connected (SL) Yack in one hand, the other the lizm And If I push you down and wet you it's not baptism (SP) Bitch this is mafia
it the quickest winter, the unstoppable summer The opposite of the apocalypse comin to popular Wanna be poppin this gun he about to be doin some old impossible Three-6 Mafia
in Scrap, wid the scar, it's my nigga Mr.I-B-N Yes, it's a must, that we let you know we sell, rocks Fuckin' wid these killaz from South Parkway we the
hoe Fuck that shit, get out the way hoe Move bi**h, get out the way hoe Fuck that shit, get out the way hoe [Lord Infamous] Nigga Three Six Mafia burn