Triple triple triple triple
Triple bitch mafia mafia mafia
Flizy Flizy Flizy Flizy Flizy
Fli Flizy comin gunnin three six runnin
Verse 1:
Hangin low cheefin high time to make you bitches cry
Triple bitches talkin shit fuck you hoes are gonna die
Playaz comin harder won't bothered by yo pettiness
Break the law so super slaw boy you can't compare to this
Playaz on the scene for you green, jealous funky hoes
A fifth of tech will get respect, plus you hoes full of blow
Now the fuck you figga you'd be bigga cause you makin cheese
Half the shit you makin bitch, glorifyin Gangsta B.
Thinkin bout my nigga clout, Playa Fly's in the house
Fly so high funkytown, man you love to hear me shout
Nigga its official when I get'cha they gone miss you punk
Tie you to niggaz bump but busta you won't reach the trunk
Crunk from my bumb and blunt now my bodies numb
Give me one I got me one now busta you gone give me some
Just cause you crave, me so great times a stoppin ya
Proppin ya, droppin da triple bitch mafia
Chorus:
Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia
Flizy, Flizy comin gunnin
Three six runnin
(Repeat 4x)
Verse 2:
Man I wish you niggaz would, do the shit you clam you could
Stillin, robbin, killin, mobbin, never in my fuckin hood
Busta come on face the fact, rollin three blunts and a sack
I hear you mention funkytown but never touch the funky pack
In others words, Gangsta Blac makes ya fuckin heart stop
Drop to ya fuckin guns, leave you reachin for ya glocks
Ain't no time for reason and thrown pieces in the air side
Call this matter life and death, man you walk a thin line
Crime on my mind yo
