| Somebody made me a offer and I accepted |
| Forever indebted it to rep it |
| Love, honor and respected |
| But his image was different than what his character reflected |
| Word is he’s 730 |
| His hands never dirty |
| All I know is this so called psycho never hurt me |
| Take me down to Tiff’s, shopping sprees on Fifth |
| With 'nuff dough that could be carried out on forklifts |
| Earned his trust together till we turn to dust |
| Until this theory disintegrated and burned to crust |
| What, what? |
| Death do us apart |
| That’s what I vow to you |
| Lovewise, I bow to you |
| Amazing how it’s true |
| Talk calls on our phone |
| Just to remind you |
| That I’m behind you |
| The feds won’t find you |
| Hook) |
| Relax, my love |
| The love I have for you is like the Mafia |
| (For you, I’d testify) |
| I’d lie for you of course |
| Since my love is like the mafia |
| (And for you, I would fight) |
| Mr. and Mrs. |
| But I wonder where the bliss is |
| Sealed in blood and Corleone kisses |
| Should I witness to give a bitch morning sickness |
| Decomposed bodies thrown into ditches |
| As for snitches, ain’t nothin' lower than that |
| King pins will squeal on your fam |
| They get low as a rat |
| Got cappo’s for flamin' at those |
| Lame ass hoes |
| So you know next time, keep your trap closed |
| What would you doubt for? |
| I’d never lie to you |
| Of course I’d die for you |
| I’d be your eyes for you |
| My love, rest assured |
| I’ll raise our sons for you |
| I’ll save our ones for you |
| Load up your guns for you |
| (Hook) 2x |
| Rich in tradition |
| Niggas once held dear |
| Let it be known that your name alone spelled fear |
| Gun for gun, hunnert' to one |
| Forget about it |
| Petty shit, rise above and get up out it |
| Could give a shit about it |
| Time to focus or fold |
| Many lives bought and sold |
| Fortunes favor the bold |
| Connected like phone lines |
| From racketeering to known crimes |
| Winners, turn long shots to gold mines |
| The high speed chases |
| I’ll do them just like you |
| I’ll give them dust like you |
| Turn around and bust like you |
| Then I’ll disappear and return like Jedi |
| (car starting) |
| (car explodes) |
| (Hook) |
| (song fades out) |