Young G’s Perspective Blackjack (rap group) (Ft. The Notorious B.I.G. & The Snakes)

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[Intro: The Notorious B.I.G.]
It's some Junior Mafia shit right here
We just gonna set it off
We's know the deal
This shit is real
On this end, uh
Shit is real on this end
No friends, J-M
(Shit it real on this end)
Shit is real on this end
(Shit is real on this end)
No friends, J-M

[Verse 1: Trife]
Got into my mind, shit is smoked up, my sight is blind
Cock back the nine 'cause I might not like what I find
Murders I seen, killer fiend
Through the endosheen mean burst into flying guilotine
Hennesey I sip 'til I'm ripped
Iron the gun and slip exhale hollow tips
With my pointer angle, this must be the devil's triangle
Confused, so I mangle, demons I had to strangle
Professional hitman and so they guns, multi clips
I grab my gats, cock, go back and let him pull it

[Verse 2: Larceny]
I said I'll rough a real bitch, nigga, you better back up
With the four-four devil loaded, so motherfuckers slack up
I shit the raps and craps, give me my snaps
Bitches wanting the claps 'cause I'm leaving 'em with fucking gaps
I write rhymes, the game mind, the maintain mind
The rag around my head is for the gang sign
So with the bottom lick the sha body shody
Fear nobody adolescence catching fucking bodies
On all you bitches, gang-bangers, snitches
I get so fucked up I don't know, which, which, is which is
Larceny's a part of me, trifling is stifling, MC's on they ass
Two snakes in the fucking grass, nigga