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Artist: Mia X
Album: Unlady Like
Title: Mama´s Family

feat. Fiend, Mac, KLC, Kane and Abel, Mr. Serv-On

[Mia X]
I am mama superior, bitches recognize
Don´t a damn thing move till I hear "mother, may I"
I chastise, with ruger nines & hollow tips, venom dipped
With dums dums baby, but you do not want none
Six sons indeed, they be The Baddest
Most Criminal, Serv-On & The Camoflauge Assassin
Actin up always bullets bringin tears
But you best not say shit about my kids, or you gets did
Lit up like Christmas trees
Want to be mommy´s understand who I´m, the biggest of all
Runs my household & holds down your block
Open up shop, don´t make me knock
Your dick in the dirt, I hurt, behind the cheese & the products
Faceless corpses found shot up from plastic toys
Yea, we bout some funky noise
Eighty six Ma Parker & her boys, this is mama´s family

[Fiend]
May I do mine
Represent my No Limit click with my new nine
May I do mine
Represent my No Limit click (Mama Mia)
May I do mine
Represent my No Limit click with my new nine
May I do mine
Represent my No Limit click

[Fiend]
With Fiend´s Mr., watch me hit em, get em, for mama I am a split em
And let my desert eagle lit em, fill em, family forget em
Kill em, pop ya, my guidelines are improper
Gettin fit ever since I was cristined them glocks
Handlin my chopper, my bullets they penetrate
F*ck the money rate when I was hungry as a Hatian
Mama may I forever stay high (fa sho), for safe keepin
Stay fiendin baby, cause I am more devil then human being
Money schemin, supplying my workers with birds & dealing
Because mama understand that my hustlin has a meaning
The reason to stay passive, I aint here no more
Addicted from havin it, from the ceiling to the floor
Fa sho & dedicated to my family chromosone
The Pope, come get it badder Fiend, now tell me the war zone
Black strong, puttin red dots on Uncle Sam
Continuin to be a bad man (bad man) & grams for Fiend

[KLC]
I said my mama was a rolling stone to the bone
Wherever she lays her piece of chrome is her home (there it´s)
As long as she wants it to be there, bitch ass niggas beware
The spot where your standing I really wouldn´t wanna be there
Now see there, KL don´t back down
My little brother´s a pair, standin straight over there
I get respect like Elliot Ness, so how you figure
Old punk ass, broke ass, bitch ass niggas
I brings drama like you spit on my mama
And before you think to steppin best done pause like a comma
Cause I done lays niggas down flat like that
Bitch on your stomach or back
So I do not want to hear no bullshit
About my brothers that I roll with & my brothers that I pull hoes with
Cause it is a blessing to get this ass whoopin & a lesson
Now come & get this real session
Lesson one, never f*ck with my mama or brothers
Two, buckshots flyin as we burn another
To the motherf*ckin three, get somewhere when I get there
To the four, like I siad before niggas I do not pack fair
Motherf*ckers been in benches
I am pushin a forty thousand dollar machine sittin on f*ckin twenty inches
All paid out without a doubt
We rumble like the Bronx, & a bag that´ll blow your f*ckin back out
So mama I want to get into some gangsta shit
But they do not want to get into no gangsta shit
They all played out & they can´t say shit
That is all I´ve got to say now mama that is it

[Kane and Abel]
Dear mama, they want your tubes tied cause you get so gangstafied
F*ck it we ride smokin that cannibus,
homocide grease it hotter then peppermint
F*ck scimilac, mama fi´n to jack
Mama taught me how to cook crack, if niggas bangin too then bang back
Cause that, I keep my gat close to hand,
niggas stuntin like Jackie Chan
I fill ´em with lead, leave ´em dead,
with they hand lookin like an autopan
For Christmas my list consists of nina
Two masks, two glocks with extra clips & my favorite street sweeper
Look ma, I am bout to bang this nigga, this f*ckin pussy eater
Goin up my jaws, with breakin laws
Robbin niggas out they rocks at the bus stop, leave ´em standin in they
drawers
Keep them hoes on all fours
Test me, you must be on them rocks like Pooky
Best learn the facts of life like Tootie
If we was in the penn nigga put it on your bootie
I used to watch cartoons while I am breakin out keys in the backroom
At the table, boom, ten G´s for little Kane, ten G´s for Abel
Twin thugs down south, mama said knock you out

[Mr. Serv-On]
Congratulations, it is blood relations
Mama done gave birth to a brand new baby killer
Pass that nine rattlemiller nigga
Addicted to lead, f*ck breasts, I was gun fed
Misled by Uncle Boz & Uncle Ed (family ties)
No beds so you can toss this dead bodys the smell born in hell
Mr. Bavgate, Mr. No Limit affiliate, Mr. retaliate
With a twelve gauge & a handshake
The baddest motherf*cker east of the Mississippi
I will bang ya for every letter in Kansas City
I cannot spell, so Lord forgive me
F*ck goin to movies, she took me gun battles
And hid her dope in the baby rattle
Aint no reg & nice meal & apple juice, kept my bowels loose
For my 1st birthday she gave a nigga a duece duece
So sincerely mama´s number one, blast one for your oath of son
So now I lay me down to sleep
F*ck em, this family´ll never live in peace
So if I bang one I hang one, mama´s oldest son, nina

[Mac]
Dear mama, the youngest of us, bust quickly
Assassin, flashin in soldier fashion with the army action
Below the seas where the warm air breeze
Murder is desease, call it big ease, flooded with keys of China
Macadon put you on like reflon, them fake niggas get they rep on
I stack money like the Orientals, what´s up to all them niggas that I am kin to
To make a meal I am bent to, mama said the rent´s due
What´s happenin, put them thug niggas on the map and
I represent like it is my 1st time rapping
What´s the deal, keep it real & then real
The ill nigga feel, the blood spills on my army pantses
Buckin at the ambulances to my foes
Shots to his nose, I make sho´ the casket is closed
The family´s tight like ham & cheese
Once again I am camofluage yall

[Fiend]
May I do mine
Represent my No Limit click with my new nine
May I do mine
Represent my No Limit click

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