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Mafia
(A DJ Paul beat)
Fuck around and find out
Y'all already know what it is, nigga
Bitch
You fuck around and find out, fuckin' with me
'Cause I'm the same nigga that was turnt as a teen
I been tearin' up clubs, since you niggas was three (tear da club up)
You fuck around and find out, fuckin' with me (tear da club up)
Fuck around and get your face shot the fuck off
Come through in broad day with the sawed the fuck off
Had to stay on business, had to knock his ass off
Tried to find the other one, but he took the fuck off
Niggas just be bluffin' they ain't really bout that
They love to sell niggas out, that's why I highly doubt that
I can talk my shit and pop it, I'm really like that
'Cause I'm my own fuckin boss and they don't really like that
But they don't do nothin' but talk shit, see me, and wave
'Cause niggas, I ain't no damn fool, niggas know I'm paid
And niggas know if they play with me, they ass gon' get placed
Down in that dirt (that dirt), where they ass gon' lay
Sticking to the script 'cause I don't fuck with certain niggas
'Cause how I feel today, I might just hurt me a nigga
I stand on what I believe, I might just murk me a nigga
Go bezerk on a nigga, yeah, black hearse me a nigga (ho)
You fuck around and find out, fuckin' with me
'Cause I'm the same nigga that was turnt as a teen
I been tearin' up clubs, since you niggas was three (tear da club up)
You fuck around and find out, fuckin' with me (tear da club up)
Fucked around and find out, fuckin' with me
'Cause I'm the same nigga that was turnt as a teen
I been tearin' up clubs, since you niggas was three (tear da club up)
You fuck around and find out, fuckin' with me, boy (tear da club up, yeah)
Thirty round clips, hangin' out the back end of the whip
They doin' backflips, nigga duckin', hidin' off the rip
It's gon' be a rip, R.I.p to every one of them hoes
They was talkin' shit online, crossed the line, chapter closed
Bloody clothes layin' on the floors, all over the med
Bullet lead, from them nigga toes all the way to they head
Off with they heads, niggas bled for this, Mafia for life
Niggas died a little bit, a lot of shit was sacrificed (yeah)
And that's on bikes, fuck around with that pipe
Roll the dice with your life, hit 'em on sight (yeah, yeah)
Leave a nigga dressed up nice, talkin' fresh on that mic, fuckin' all night
I should be a pilot, the way a nigga puttin' these hoes on these flights
Take that white, take her to the island
And have the bitch do everything that I like, that's right
Freddie, can I get wicked?
Like Brotha Lynch push your bitch off a cliff, nigga, I'm super sick
Nigga think he's some pimp, and he fuckin' on one of my bitches, I shot him in the dick
Put a fuck nigga face in the spokes of a 'Lac ball, skrrt off in a Trackhawk
Thirty shots blew his back off, I'ma spin another block then I'm right back at y'all
East side, Gary, North Memphis, wipe a nigga nose, no witness
I done took a loss and took a sentence, got more money, more bitches
Call the shit Hypnotize Rabbit, push a pussy button, make her panic
Buttons in the whip and spent the gas, spent two hundred bucks on a Patek
You fuck around and find out, fuckin' with me
'Cause I'm the same nigga that was turnt as a teen
I been tearin' up clubs, since you niggas was three (tear da club up)
You fuck around and find out, fuckin' with me (tear da club up)
Fucked around and find out, fuckin' with me
'Cause I'm the same nigga that was turnt as a teen
I been tearin' up clubs, since you niggas was three (tear da club up)
You fuck around and find out, fuckin' with me, boy (tear da club up)