Mafia Three 6 Mafia (Ft. La Chat & Project Pat)

[Intro: DJ Paul]
Yeah, mothafuckas
The platinum plaque bringers of the mothafuckin' "M"
Back in this bitch, nigga. H-C mothafuckin' Pizz-e
Hypnotize camp mothafuckin' posse. And it's goin' down
Like we always do about this time, nigga, nighttime
We about to load them black trucks up
Who we got in this mothafucka, we got my girl, La Chat
Gangsta Boo, Crunchy mothafuckin' Black, playboy Juice
Project mothafuckin' Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me, DJ mothafuckin' Paul
The king of the muthafuckin' "M" town
And it's goin' down- HYPNOTIZE MINDS, HO

[Hook]
Mafia! Mafia! Mafia! Mafia!
Mafia! Mafia! Mafia! Mafia!

[Verse 1: La Chat & Gangsta Boo]
La Chat, with that gat, the other queen of Memphis
Hypnotize Camp we got two bumpin' bitches
In the club posted up, eight hundred dollar bottles
Sippin' Cris, fuck a glass, nigga, drink it out the bottle
Don't be hatin' and shit, 'cause we gettin' paid and shit
Ain't no need be lyin' until I die, I'm gon' be lovin' this
The bottle-yeah gangsta gangsta, ridin' nigga posted up
Fuck you bitches up when I come gunnin', lettin' the lugers bust
Chat, you got my fuckin' back?, yeah, I got your fuckin' back
Buckin' bitches that be hatin', blow their chest up through their back
High as hell, can't you tell, 'cause my eyes are red as fire
'Bout to fuck this nigga, take his money- Pimpin' 'till I die
Hypnotize Minds be the label that pay me
Fuck you other rappers talkin' shit, you cannot phase me
So you heard it from the queens, HCP we be together
Fuckin' with my family bitch, it's gon' have to be whatever