eyes Got me so hypnotized Now that you realize It must be time for love So hold me with all your might Take all through the night Make everything just right It must be time for love
could see about a billion All for the love of drug dealin' Got no love for the other side, fuck them tricks Any repurcussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips All the time
have this moment for life, for life, for life Cuz in this moment I just feel so alive, alive, alive I wish that I could have this moment for life, for life, for
kill for this side Down to get down with the three-o-to-four pound (Ice-T) It's the National Pass Time, it's blast time - club's out Hit a nigga dead
or somethin You heard of us VA Cats, for real {Joe Mafia} I heard the judge got a grudge No love for thugs pushing drugs Guerilla warfare with ice mugs
cats Can't hang with this shit, Wu-Syndicate, we livin this Fuck the judge, the president, never show no love for my residence My niggaz deal embezzlement {{Joe Mafia
prepared to change your tune by the time my heat spark After dark get your crew for me is a cake walk And I love rap records with lots of gun talk It
Mafia What's going down? Yeah! (Yeah) [Verse 1:] I ain't the one to cuss but fuck ya Way before you went and copped that truck (I still loved you) When
majority remains caught Loving a lie, not realizing in Adam, all die Loving a lie, not realizing in Adam, all die Loving a lie, not realizing in Adam, all die Loving
first love, but nine to five bores me Love me or hate me Lil' Kim come through My fans across the world I came back for you I came back for you All
ride for all my Ward niggaz We're strapped and all killas, we came for the battle The Mob back in the sattle makin ya trunks rattle If I had one dolla, for
Baptism Bitch, this is Mafia, it won't stop Till they put you in the dirt with the flowers on top of ya Sheek and SP in and out, haul for the streets
you couldn't live this life and play this role Like never part with your gun and stay this cold (SL) Yo we in the streets where it's nothin but love
son died in vain I'll see you, I made this world for you I made this world for you I'll see you, I made this world for you I made this world for you
it crackin in here Audio Dope We track traffickin And they askin for mo is you back again? And I ain't talking bout practice no mo. When it's game time
gave my nigga Hank time for drivin We hustle, ain't no 9-to-5'n (uh-uh) When beef go down, I might just have to do some time, I'm ridin (fo'sho') It'
day, I get my cake on Fiends love me like a Drake song Rep that Louboutin bottom in my back pocket all day long Black Wall Mafias, Wu-Tang Sopranos
the head and before i end it, i gotta say thanks cause not only was your time well spent it was splendid (thanks) miss you my nigg, one love. Chorus
