junior m.a.f.i.a.-the commission Lyrics

in the commission
you ask for permission to hit him
he don’t like me
hit him while wifey was wit’ him
yeah
you heard of us
the murderous
most shady
been on the low lately
it’s the m.a.f.i.a. baby
in the commission
you ask for permission to hit him
he don’t like me
hit him while wifey was wit’ him
yeah
you heard of us
the murderous
most shady
been on the low lately
it’s the m.a.f.i.a. baby
don’t think ’cause i rap and get pie all the time
i won’t grip the.9 and put one up in your spine
i stop you from walking
shoot you in the mouth and stop you from talking
that box you’ll get tossed in
dressed up neatly for fucking with a b.g
s been ready to die like b.i.g. first cd
told you i was coming
you niggas didn’t believe me
knock down the door to this game so easy
how could you niggas? they call nypd
m.a.f.i.a.’s the realest gang
you see on t.v
we beat you down
stab you up
gun you down
my niggas don’t give a fuck
the only time i work out is when i lift the h
have my bullets come in sets
2
4
6
and 8s
10
12
14s
16 in the clip
empty it out and send a nigga deep when it sicks
in the commission
you ask for permission to hit him
he don’t like me
hit him while wifey was wit’ him
yeah
you heard of us
the murderous
most shady
been on the low lately
it’s the m.a.f.i.a. baby
in the commission
you ask for permission to hit him
he don’t like me
hit him while wifey was wit’ him
yeah
you heard of us
the murderous
most shady
been on the low lately
it’s the m.a.f.i.a. baby
i need some light prince
athlete
smashin’ apollonian
took a bad bitch to see a math and smithsonian
back when bobby brown ran around tenderoni”ing i was o.t. with more kis than custodians wonder how could ‘pac felt when the last shot was thrown at ’em me escape jail it’d be another rebel home again bang with the youngings in the polly with the older men viewers upstate you get your face all broken in go through it with the brakes in any state you’ll be loccin’ in sell your lil’ weed ozs you’ll be broke again got a gall’ of water and today i got the dope again you and your squad starve hard like ethiopians might strip this hard foreign cars they be rollin’ in got a pack of crack tried to get the block sew’d again fuck your yes-mans fake fans and your phony friends your boys come off lock? got a shotgun to show ’em then in the commission you ask for permission to hit him he don’t like me hit him while wifey was wit’ him yeah you heard of us the murderous most shady been on the low lately it’s the m.a.f.i.a. baby in the commission you ask for permission to hit him he don’t like me hit him while wifey was wit’ him yeah you heard of us the murderous most shady been on the low lately it’s the m.a.f.i.a. baby imagine young fools coppin’ the 5th without taking a sip son of a gun she ain’t raise no bitch tell the world to kiss ass i don’t take no shit make sure you finish the pack i gotta make mine flip see when nino see cake like this ’cause the cake i mix will have you broke and singing “days like this” i’m in the 745 rims 8 by 6 now every girl in the town wan’ taste my dick chocolate hoes two poles it taste like twix nigga with cancer and aids said “i ain’t that sick” then that young kid from patterson savage in every track he gets spit crack turn it to coke then back to crack again you fucking with a beast dog you more like shrek young kuna spit the crack that make you fall like. dog pound bitch don’t make me call my jets call me rasheed wallace the way i pull that tec in the commission you ask for permission to hit him he don’t like me hit him while wifey was wit’ him yeah you heard of us the murderous most shady been on the low lately it’s the m.a.f.i.a. baby in the commission you ask for permission to hit him he don’t like me hit him while wifey was wit’ him yeah you heard of us the murderous most shady been on the low lately it’s the m.a.f.i.a. baby”