feat. Begetz, Sincere



[Chorus: Begetz]

Aiyo we Big Shots, we Big Shots

And we done fucked all ya bitches, ya bitches

I only fucks wit my niggas, my niggas

So we them true-to-life killas, killas

We takin Other People Money, they money

And then we buyin all the cars, the cars

Man bump 'em on chrome, chrome

Besides that yo we stars, we stars



[Fredro Starr]

I'm the Gafo DeGafo, boss of New York

Cover my mouth when I speak, feds watch what I talk

Throwin hits at the judges, in the criminal courts

Criminal thoughts, these streets wit killas to sport

This is Mafia music to murder you wit, inserted the clips

Drive-bys, on convertible whips, the verdict is this

45th, burnin my fist, pullin shades down, murderous bitch

Anonymous threats, blueprints designin ya death

Organize crime times, throw a bomb in ya Lex

Fadam or Begetz, killas might climb in ya rest

Two nickel nines left a dime in his vest, sometimes in his chest

Crime scenes covered in tape, blood in the gates

Black robes, funeral homes, shootin ya wake

Kidnap, raised as children, to be rulin

Other People Money, we kill men



[Chorus]



[Sincere]

My goods pull, like Sammy the Bull

Sin'll pop you, D.O.A.'ll bomb you

Mafia style, boss me? Body a child

When I get locked it's like Gotti on trial

Five years in the pen, separated from friends

I'm only 21, kept the shakers and gun

Blow in ya face, stab you below ya waist

The type to chase death, like faces of death

Sippin the Henny, pray, let the Lord forgive me

I know I spit hot like the Devil was in me

Claimin my Church, the type to put 'woke' in the church

If my gun jerk, more holes in ya shirt

Bustin my gun, who you know fuck wit dunn-a