Verse 1
[C-bo]
They scream hold them nothing watch they asses drop
They dream nothing but the money they plot daying
The mafioso big boss uhh
In they block fuck the pigs fuck the feds hog muthafuckas
They can't feed us
Make the name a born ridah in the game fo'show
About the games bringing the grain now born killa dumping the milla
To the real dealer the mafioso nigga brave digga
Two of my caine nigga get some thugs and made niggas
They make they pay niggas what you say nigga but if I die
I'm going to shoot and when I die real G 21 gun salute
I raise my mafioso mashing for pac and told them "It don't stop till
the casket drop" holding two techs with a plastic block
They scream on they asses drop that is what they get
For plot getting the pit dogs in the block
They p.d. can't stop us fuck the coppers they paid us
Off the fuck them they laid off

Verse 2
I'm the west coast mafia I'm slanging I leave them six feet deep
They ain't been trusting I keep a musket as I'm screaming
Third world war guns and sword yellow and blew hit the floor
In armageddon can't jump us with nine berretas
The solution got to get ready for they knew me got them stuck for
Losing about these niggas get the losing cuz we be

Chorus: 2x
The mafioso type niggas we incorporated thug niggas
That stack the figgas two ridahs to do us beg or lie
Paper chasing pulling all nighters

Verse 3
I be a smoking nigga through the county like night
The hustling niggas are infered lights that would
Give a fuck for snuffing I'm posting at these suckas
My click be giving them some ruckus I'm about to hit the chocolate
For my cousin and they not giving no damage
For no B.G. to the lowest loading up the pounds
Throught the hood in a stolen navigator window up they catch around

Verse 4
Fresh up out the sacramento couty where we ride or hide
Step on the block is how we survive you can't come
With that ohh shit we mobbing down like a fifty caliber
Forty fo to the ground retaliation is not good when your peeps
Knocked in and your pockets on phat wit a six shot V
This is a memory strap with for for then they smash they ass
Since they bored

Verse 5
Check all my cash niggas is smothered something my niggas got caught
And didn't tell them nothing can't beat them all
Cuz the judge got chalk over the bridge my enemies never live
Cuz I'm coming way too big my real mob figaz real organized
In crime they can't fuck with us they should of known
Were bank splitters to my savage niggas cuz we be

Chorus: 2x
Some young mafioso type niggas we incorporated thug niggas
That stack the figgas two ridahs to do us beg or lie
Paper chasing pulling all nighters

Verse 6
My mentallity or straight my nigga straight like that
You get a man and fuck them like that lil man with the big scratch
Who know how to act put a nine in they shady
And now they spilling yak in this bitch like that
In they cut since I stepped on thugs coast to coast
With young thugs with no strikes what we hit you up with slugs

Verse 7
I put hits on him like masho my nigga that stand
In the pen like jeffery dammer like I'm the unabomber
We packing thick for those who resist like they ain't back
Like the president with dope on a ghetto flight
Don't act like the hood is good know it's on site
Watch the light when it turns dark see the flame when the
Tech nine bark

Verse 8
Niggas don't know when the funk is on we be getting it twisted
About my fingers my back bone I don't go nowhere without
My cloths so somebody hold be and get fucked around
On my nuts and popped to the dome back to the bone
You best to back the fuck off my balls or my calls
Breaking them off like walls while being a victim is a nigga
Called on the game I know for the fame but busting things like caine
Niggas is fame the feds want me for my head
While holding these shares dank they dirty up out the bay
Cuz we be

Chorus: 2x
Young type mafioso type niggas we incorporated thug niggas
That stack the figgas two ridahs to do us beg or lie
Paper chasing pulling all nighters