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Intro
, man
fk up, trying to extort me nigg*?
fk man, what?
Global thugs baby
Crab frontin for what?
Pollyin s**t
Word, come on god
What What What
Chorus: Joe Mafia
Crab frontin for what? We gotta smash 'em
Trick girls l*ckin for vicks, we gotta splash 'em
U.F.O.'s all on the d*ck, we gotta tax 'em
Wu-Syndicate is the s**t, you better ask son
Joe Mafia
I'm driving megaton bombs, armageddion
Modern day babylon, we hell storm ex-cons
Expressure with the swarm, mellow with the dram
Mob with meladon, ghetto supastar status clappin Decepticons
Stealth arm, I'mma welt dealt, fking with feltron
We teflon, what you wan't huh? A lying arm spar
Titan clash, thorough bergaham, s**t on my wally pad
Liftin skirts dash, run for your stash
Dirt bags, serving just, I.C.E. whut?
You heard of us, unheard of VA Cats and sh*g burglars
Mafio Danadesty, copping blow, polly Ross Perot
Treasury gold, the mapin glow
Chorus 2X
Myalansky
Classic tight, street main events get rich
For crimin hands itch, kidnap or clap a land with
Myalansky, Wu-tang my mans got plans see
Stacks and grands, who dem cats d*mn, extorting mad cream
Settin' though I had to let them f*gs know for real yo
Chill with the rap s**t you clowns uplift your shields though
Daddy-O, whatup, Pop left the G blew the spit out
Apachi and P keep your s**t locked
must be stupid or something
Vandalizin my man Shan with,
Kidnappin my man little Steve
And now the fans shifted
All of my thugs eating from hell's kitchen
b*tch as* , stop snitching
What
Chorus 2X
Outro
Haha
Yo, Red Joe you better stop snitchin boy
Word Up
All you snitchin, we callin you out
You know what I'm sayin (echo)