Real Mafia (feat. Kari) Video (MV)

(Ahh)
Bitch gone fag off, so I kicked her out
Big ass toolie on my hip, it got 30 in it
Kari got that heater on his hip, he got 30 rounds
Shawty wanna come and f*ck a rich nigga, look around
Clique, real mafia, yeah my niggas gun you down
Lil bitty send a drop, so it's easy to go hunt him down
Dont bring a lil' O.Z., bitch cause I carry a pound
Sticks up in that load when I'm really ridin' round the town
I get a pack sent through, yeah, I make my mama proud
I got that desert eagle, but hell nah, ain't no 40 cal
Matter of fact, hit his ass with that 40 cal
She a lil' groupie bitch, so I pass her to the crowd
Young J got that heater on him, he gon' really bounce around
I'm walkin' outta saks , looking like I spent your mommy house

Look, I spent your mommy house, really ridin' round town with the 40 cal
I'm on the block with my niggas, drinkin' 40 now
I got this stick up on my hip, I'm gon' blow it down
Just playin' on this beat, nigga
With your bitch, yeah, I'm makin' her skeet, nigga

Me and, hey, we on the beat, nigga
Hey, almost fell asleep, nigga
I'm leanin' on this lean, nigga
Double cup, fill me up, I'ma beam nigga
Throwin' up the C's, nigga
Really rockin' with my team, nigga
Steppin' on niggas, yeah I'm really mean, nigga
Pull out my strap, yeah I'm really seein' niggas

Hunnit' on the dash, nigga, you can't see niggas
Amiri all up on my ass, that's all I wear
If 12 get involved, gotta put it in her hair
When I walk up in the party, yeah, he mug, cause his bitch stare
Conversation bout the money, then you know I'm really there
Need a lil' redbone, throwin' shit everywhere
Throw that ass lil' bitch get that cash up
Ion' give a shit cuz this bitch gon patch up

Ayy, ayy, and this bitch ain't gon' jam up
Leave a sucka k on that floor like a damn rug
Uh-uh, ayy, I ain't playin', bitch, uh-uh
Runnin' around town with that stain, bitch, uh-uh
Leave a sucka k on that frame, shit, uh-uh
Ayy, and that's mug dope
Ayy, I smoke more dope
Bad bitch, super thick, hella ho though
Hell nah, bitch, hell nah can't take photos
Ayy, hell nah can't take photos

Ayy, ayy, and you know I'm in the Lambo
Goin' fast, ho, yeah, I'm to the chips though
Ayy, yeah, I'm with your main, ho
She on my dick, ho, you know we still selllin' tricks, though
Ayy, I'm finna put her on a strippin' pole
Gettin' money is my motto, nigga, I never fall
Steppin' in these big balencis, yeah, I'm gettin' doe
Niggas wanna fight, I don't fight
Yeah, I got the pole, bitch