Now, now, I live and die, for all my ^!$$%s,
We gonna ball like there's no tomorrow

Until they get it, this is us, against the world
I love my ^!$$%s, we the mob,
When my homies call, this how I greet them

I say, I say, I say
What up son?
I say, I say, I say

What up son?
I say, I say, I say
What up son?


I put my ^!$$%s over these (*##$es
Put these (*##$es back in they place

Put that Aston Martin in drive
Put that 45 on my waist
Put that audemar on my wrist

Put them rubber bands on my cake
Put my broke back on the mac
And put these lames deep in the lake

I put them diamonds all on my neck
Put them bullets all in my tec
Put that game up over her ears

And put my dick between her breasts
Put them bottles up in the air
Put my homies all in my prayers

Put this in your brain
We're the mafia, mafia
We're here, we're here, we're here


Now, now, I live and die, for all my ^!$$%s,
We gonna ball like there's no tomorrow

Until they get it, this is us, against the world
I love my ^!$$%s, we the mob,
When my homies call, this how I greet them

I say, I say, I say
What up son?
I say, I say, I say

What up son?
I say, I say, I say
What up son?


See my money all in them bundles
Got bricks all in them duffles

(*##$ ^!$$%s do what they can
Real ^!$$%s do what they want to
Nah, nah, y'all done heard of my name

Not $$#ociated with lames
Hustle hard mouse ^!$$% air them out
That ^!$$% don't play no games

Nah, nah, nah I, I live and die
Know how I get it, %#@! I spit it
Like it's homicide

It's in my spirit, got us feeling
Know that I'ma ride
It's for my ^!$$%s, for my ^!$$%s


Know that I'ma die, I'd $#&@ing die


Now, now, I live and die, for all my ^!$$%s,
We gonna ball like there's no tomorrow
Until they get it, this is us, against the world

I love my ^!$$%s, we the mob,
When my homies call, this how I greet them
I say, I say, I say

What up son?
I say, I say, I say
What up son?

I say, I say, I say
What up son?


What up son, I'm ? in it
You can't shake me (*##$, I'm steady in it
My ball game wasn't above the rest

So I had to go and get birdie in it
All I know is 36, break it down, white dirty (*##$es
My whip clean but I'm dirty in it
Got black? got 30 in it
Extend all to pretend hoe

You ain't bout this life
If you want ? then I'ma sit ?
? I'm handing they bizz
You ^!$$%s know what it is
Take a ? raise them kids

But take what honor?

Now look around, it's luck ^!$$%
And I don't give a $#&@ ^!$$%
The mafia, we tough ^!$$%s

And y'all ^!$$%s is dumb ^!$$%s
Straight dick in the butt ^!$$%s
Did it time I cut ^!$$%s
Ft The Mafia


He be with them, so what ^!$$%
So what ^!$$%, so what
I control this you ?
You can ask my hood I was never no (*##$
Little ^!$$% lightweight, heavy fork lift
You the ^!$$% don't live life like this,

Not like this, not like this, not like this
It's the mafia, (*##$

Now, now, I live and die, for all my ^!$$%s,
We gonna ball like there's no tomorrow
Until they get it, this is us, against the world
I love my ^!$$%s, we the mob,

When my homies call, this how I greet them
I say, I say, I say
What up son?
I say, I say, I say
What up son?
I say, I say, I say
What up son?