Artist: Joe Mafia Album: This One Song: 7 Cities Typed by: Cno Evil [Joe Mafia] Rolling out, rolling up in the cut, we so plush 58 West, the rest, we cold crush My PYT's, on the scene, trying to see Akie I'm Joe Mafia, baby, it's popping You got what I need, my dogs walk and my name ring I knew you heard these birds, singing the same thing That's me, me, always into something Don't fake jacks, run with cats that's fronting Team stay gully, fam keep it gutter In the streets, well known, got it locked for the summer Can't wait to push through in 22 drop Hummers Team stay Crys' and haze, burberry got 'em On the cock, round the clock on the block, we spot hopping VA's finest, the flyest, and you can't stop 'em We got fetti to get, that's it, no more, no less You violate, it's the head or the chest, guaranteed [Chorus: Joe Mafia] 58 West, we got the heat (heat) Suffolk, Norfolk, Chesapeaq' Bad News, P-Town and Virginia Beach Lamping, Smithfield and Franklin, peace [JOe Mafia] Yo, it gets no better than this, we pop bottles of Lake Up in shadows with some modeling chicks Fresh from Daytona's, dollars is crisp At the party, and the suite that we in You got glizzy, twist it up, just flow in the Cognac Y'all ain't leaving til six in the morning And when you see me again, it's been again Don't blow up my spot, cuz we both got hot Now check, whip, chain, a little bit of change A little bit of gain will get a little bit of brain I show you how to do it, on the beach, front, we stunt Hard on the boulevard, even though police front Take it on downtown, I ride around What's up fans, most, I post, the camp town Pretty in pink, half a mink in the scenery I got the globe, keep your eyes on me, feel me? [Chorus] [Joe Mafia] When I slide through, son, just respect due I know how you feel, dog, keep hating cool It don't make me or break me, take much To raise, up in name, let ya face see I rather bag a bird, escape and get cake Do shows and blow state to state Tie Water mob, illegite, play my part, man I ain't gotta do no more hustling and robbing Dunkin' d's, P-North, will see worse And bag me now, it's flies and t-shirts My mans touching down and I'm staying sucker free Keep your ears to the street, 2003 Blow spots, young and get that cream, lamp in the spots I be Kill the drama, all of that, my scene Before I learn the ends and the outs of this And if it don't money then it ain't about its [Chorus]