Yap-Yap Junior M.A.F.I.A. (Ft. Prodigy)

[Intro]
Stop fucking running your fucking mouth, ya bitches
What up, Sleep? My dude
What up, Roc? Niggas in the hood, man

[Chorus: Larceny & Kleptomaniac]
Yo, they yap about me
They talk about me
They rap about me
They ask about me
All my niggas in the East
They yap about me
All my niggas in the West
They talk about me
Even them Mid-West niggas
They rap about me
All my niggas in the South
They ask about me

[Verse 1: Larceny]
Ayo, let me school you to a few niggas be yappin'
Talk a good one, but I don't be seein' no action
Like they guns go off but I don't be hearing the clappin'
My guns like '84, got niggas doing the back spins
The ice on my neck look like I'm skiing in Aspens
When it come to fucking, ain't no question, no askin'
I light up my 'Dro, when I smoke, I don't pass shit
Reach for my dutch and I clip 'em to ashes
You the type to get signed and be spending advances
I make my dough from hustling, I be splurging my stashes
Y'all niggas caught up in the riches and fashion
Tricking on shorties with tits and fat asses
They ask about me, they talk about me
That Bedstuy BK M.A.F.I.A. G
Radios interviews and even the magazines
All calling me, all calling free
They yap about me