Junior M.A.F.I.A. - Let's Get it On lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil' Cease] Uh Yo, I call my connect, get it sent across the border Chop it up, bag it in bundles of all quarters I might just hold it and sell weight Have my sh** pumpin all across the tristate n***a I'ma gangsta, I'm the word to define great You's a old-timer, you a hustler design late sh**, I got my own company, why should I hate? My paper long as f**, high as a pie steak And my cell phone never ring, it just vibrate Did a couple years in the pen, I don't sign state A n***a had a brick and the stash on the highway I'm always on time like Ja Rule and Ashanti Ya boy on the grind like it's Friday to friday A n***a like me cherish days like I'm Sade No time for the bullsh**, no time for the foul play Now I'ma boss, I'ma do this sh** my way So n***a what you want? [Hook 2x: Lil' Cease] I got my own company, why should I hate My paper long as f**, high as a pie steak And my cell phone never ring, it just vibrate Did a couple years in the pen, I don't sign state [Verse 2: Banger] Yo, Yo I got that work that the africans stepped on, the pope blessed on The 2 for 5's, the whole hood slepted on Don't kept growin toes, never got stepped on Nowadays, n***a recognized I'm a real don Since Big pa**ed, is when the fame and the thrill's gone Left 3 mill on the block, and I'm still on n***as see my face when the real's on I do the stealin, but I never get stoled on My life is like Cash Money b**h when I roll on And anytime I lay wit a b**h is wit no clothes on It's hard doin' right, cuz all my life I did so wrong Pissed, I popped sh** like Monica, I'm so gone After fame comes success, now that my team's strong Nowadays, I don't need a shoulder to lean on Just put me in the booth, give me a mic to scream on And any gun I pack got its infrared beam on So n***a what you want? [Hook] 4x ...Why should I hate ...High as a pie steak ...It just vibrate ...I don't sign state