(feat. La Chat)

[DJ Paul-Talking]

Yeah muthafuckaz! The Platinum plaque bringers of the mothafuckin' "M"

back in this bitch, nigga. H-C muthafuckin' P.

Hypnotyze camp muthafuckin posse.

And it's goin' down, like we always do about this time, nigga, night time.

We about to load them black trucks up. Who we got in this muthafucka

We got my girl La Chat, Gangsta Boo, Crunchy muthafuckin' Black

Playboy Juice, Project muthafuckin' Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me

DJ muthafuckin' Paul, the king of the muthafuckin' "M" town.

And it's goin' down- HYPNOTYZE MINDS HO!



[HOOK]

Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!...

Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!



[La Chat]

La Chat, with that gat

The other queen of Memphis

Hypnotize Camp we got 2 bumpin' bitches...



[Gangsta Boo]

...In the club posted up

Eight hundred dollar bottles

Sippin' Cris fuck a glass

Nigga drink it out the bottle...



[La Chat]

...Don't be hatin' and shit

'Cause we gettin' paid and shit

Ain't no need be lyin' till I die

I'm gon' be lovin' this...



[Gangsta Boo]

...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?



[La Chat]

Yeah I got your fuckin' back

Buckin' bitches that be hatin'

Blow their chest up through their back



[Gangsta Boo]

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

Hypnotyze Minds be the label that pay me