Mafia Mike

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(feat. D-Reck, Lil Shay) [Hook x2:] Boy come on, take a ride with me And let me show you, the dirty 3 Pack your bags, don't forget your heat Cause it go down, in the dirty streets [Mafia Mike:] What you say boy, I don't play boy Get up out my way, before I get out my K boy With no delay boy, I'm bout to spray boy Cause on these streets, your ass will decay boy We want more chips, than Frito Lay boy It's rough on this side, fuck where you stay boy My niggaz is gorillas fa sho, ok boy We can go to war, with it all day boy You get it out of line, you better go and pray boy Give you the casket, and the flowers to lay boy uh [Hook x2] [D-Reck:] I don't know if you done heard, but this the land of yay and herb Where you can get served, every day on every curb So nigga what you want, cause fool I got it And if I'm out of pocket, I can tell you where to find it Everything from cocaine, to fine ass dames Rovers that Range, big Benzes wide frame Propped up on thangs, pop trunk with the bang The hustle and the game, and the piece and the chain Got diamonds against the grain, candy coated paint Got the wet and the drank, the X and the dank Got pressure on my brain, from this task-4 stangs Got hoods and these gangs, with these gats that flame The joy and the pain, sun and the rain Fortune and the fame, some of heat be scorching mayn Hotter than Kayan, and her little sister Anne Raging cajun cooking, will make a nigga say man [Hook x2] [Lil' Shay:] I hope you get the picture, cause it's on TV Take you to a place, that we call the 3 Gucci frames, bad dames in 3D In a city, hustlers in the VIP Big clubs, big thugs big drugs Parked outside, big trucks big dubs Southside Tex, Lil' Shay gon ride I-45, till the day I'm Northside Eastside, Westside got hoes Love it when they put they lips, where they don't belong S-Class gator, play hater on the block Want a house on the water, and a boat by the dock Lil' Shay baby, don't bar no plexers Boys round here, powered up on X's It ain't all about your horses, spurs or your Lexus We gotta keep it playa, Wreckshop Texas-Texas [Hook] Boy come on, take a ride with me Let me show you, the dirty 3

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