Lyrics:
listeners relate
Let's put the beat back in, 6, 7, 8
This is the end of Opportunities
1 album, 2 album, is there a 3rd please
This bitch is going off again
of these"
Three hunnid days and it still ain't no sleep
Inside and outside was ninety degrees
Now it's big tables where lot of us eat
Mafia shit, do you
to riches, no pot to piss in
Three years goin' I ain’t seen no Christmas
Six months goin' I ain’t seein' no drought
Work so good they don’t ever get slow
you up and slap you till your teeth are loose
I've seen the noose and will not get lynched by the industry
Nor will I have a A and R pimpin' me
It's going down going down
Three 6 Mafia mafia
Project Pat y’all know the business
Imma tell you motherfuckers something man
Some real shit tell 'em
YUP! ( in background)
(scratch) 1, 2, 3 as this is plain to see
I go by the name of Jermain Dupri
Dopeman fresh in the place to be
And uhh
[Chrous:]
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
you hear the Mafia, a nigga know it's on
Call me Cease A Leo or Cease a LeLO
Long as me and Rock fuck bitches by the trio
Put that on my nigga B.I.G,
you hear the Mafia, a nigga know it's on
Call me Cease A Leo or Cease a LeLO
Long as me and Rock fuck bitches by the trio
Put that on my nigga B.I.G,
Leave you red from head to toe, give you the blues
When I fix you wit' some light gray cement shoes
I rode Tru's and vogues, nice blades and pirellis
Hill project was your outlet
You was a target
Or organized outfit
Not by the mafia, this where it get chills
Your wife hired some hit man to kill you
Let me get it from the top now
(Produced by create)
And leave all that in (uh, uh, grah, grah)
Four times, four times
Dababy the fuck goin' on,
fumble
Chance I was given make plays like I'm Pippen
Lord knows I am driven but I am not trippin'
I'm beating my demons little by little
I'm making some
stay wit this mama)
[Verse 3]
Middle of the road ah
Watch out for them rollas
Pimpin’ Glock, totas
Thick like soldiers
If ya’ll ain’t ready, ya’ll gon
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
shit up in my blood
That shit in my body
Lil' candy apple Faygo
Finna hit it with some Wocky
If I call the mafia
They'll pull up tripping with some
student (yep)
Shakin' off pounds like I'm Big Mate Luton
On the streets I'm a nuissance, whippin' in a blue six
Shinin' like a star, but Buddy's in Houston
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couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
by some bitch named Alberta over
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard TEC got murdered in a town I never heard of
By some bitch named Alberta over
go
Christmas, my true love gave to me
Six packs of two four
Five golden touques (beauty)
Four pounds of back bacon
Three French toast
Two
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track thumps
[DJ Paul talkin']
Yeah this DJ Paul in this motherfucka
Wid my nigga Gangsta be and the Three 6 Mafia muhfucka
Hook(2x)
[Verse 3: Gangsta
a benz
With some clarion screens rockin' the cartier lenz
With thirty six and a beam the whole team getting it in
Now it's a gogettaz theme to spread your
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