Ladies and Gentlemen
 you are now listening of the sounds of The Notorious B.I.G. and the Junior
 M.A.F.I.A.
 Jealous niggas recognise, freak bitches fantasise
 Aah aah

 Chorus: Lil Caesar

 Uh, one two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha
 Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
 One two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha
 Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
 One two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha
 Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
 One two y'all, uhh, uhh, uhh uhh (Check it out!)

 Verse 1: Lil Caesar

 Easy livin, bitches givin pussy like it's free
 My GS3 gleams perfectly
 Lil Cae's get flour like the stems
 Land's and Lexus' flexed with the M-A-F-I-A
 Blunts make my day
 Friday to Friday stay-be baby
 plus stylus, sippin on Berry's iris
 My windfall- be rich by sixteen
 Swimmin in CREAM, fuck a dollar and a dream
 Saw her knockin all ho's, dancin a machine, uhh
 True bawler, bitch case might call her
 A little shorty but I like my bitches taller
 Nastiest, the flashiest, you got bust past your shit
 while Big fuck your bitch
 Uhh uhh, while your nigga take flicks
 Uhh yeah Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique

 Chorus: Cheek Del Vec

 One two y'all, you know I rock ya
 Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
 *repeat x2*
 One two y'all, uhh uhh uhh

 Verse 2: Cheek Del Vec

 I admit back in the days I did stupid shit
 Now I changed, I'm in to bigger and better things
 like rockin Cuban change, bitch copped the range
 Del Vec was set with the Lex and diamond rings
 Pop Moet with my bitch when it rain
 Drink away the pain, got mad scars on my brain
 A little nigga rolled for dough
 Copped ki's across seas
 and sent a memo from
 a Cuban kid named Sallio
 selled mad pulito
 Coppin 'bout four bricks then I called Nino
 Meet me at the airport, feds is on the stalk
 Almost got caught cos the dumb bitch talked
 How much you makin? What we're doin, wouldn't live that
 How much Moveet cost and where my cash stash at?
 But the feds still couldn't get nuttin
 JM I'm still stuntin and frontin

 Chorus: Jamal

 One two y'all, you know we rock ya
 Little Jamal and Junior M.A.F.I.A.
 *repeat x2*
 One two y'all, you know we rock ya, rock ya
 Little Jamal and Junior M.A.F.I.A.

 Verse 3: Jamal

 Mally G a villian, keep niggas feelin
 my trigger finger enhancin peelin
 ya dome piece with the chrome piece fat
 I'll fuck around, black, catch a Mac to ya back
 Lethal weapon with the eighteen leather
 Schemin, bustin on whoever I can ejecta
 Window, think slow sing low
 Fuckin with Row Dog Mall you ain't know, aah
 Remember this funkabist lyricist
 Blow the premises out the frame wit this
 killer seen with the guillotine shotty
 with Junior M.A.F.I.A. rockin ya fuckin spot
 Cockin the Glock, fifty bust, hit the dust
 This spit shit murderous
 Huh, now do you think that you can fade Jamal, I fade dem all
 and if I have to kill em all, I sure

 Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.

 One two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha
 Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
 *repeat x2*
 One two y'all, uhh uhh uhh

 Verse 4: Biggie

 I got that rhythm line like Sprite got lemon lime
 Dina Carradine, keep a hand in all the time
 My rhymes so much experien when I'm smeer-ien
 to kissin my lawyer at my hearin-en
 This day and age my rap is like the plague
 I married this shit, y'all niggas still engaged
 Turn blowouts to 360 waves
 How this 12 gauge feel sittin on ya tongue, on ya lips 'n'
 dippin with money L in the green beamer
 sip a zeamers on our way to see Katrina
 She said she need a freak like me like Adina
 Fucked her by mistake she had a twin named Regina
 I seen her, lights excite all the freaks
 Squirtin on curtains, lips, tits and sheets
 Go beat, meet death, ya dead, ya die
 Don't fuck with B-I, that's that