Luyện nghe bài hát M.a.f.i.a. Land

Yeah, uh
In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land
loyalty is everything
The M.A.F.I.A. but never forgets
Let me you

In the M.A.F.I.A.'s where there's one boss and one clan
Yes mans, they us like steaks in pans
All 'em wanna be the man right hands the left hands
priority in this fam
Where life's initiated ain't no it back
Once you in it like Bennet you'll soon be
me the Don Juan, Miss Yvonne
The sweat-a the money gett-a, mad cheddar

Stevie's all wondering how I got in position
One day Frank was fishin' for competition
Number one, his name is Madanno
Push the phat Milano '96 mission ya barizano
I lay gently in the Bently through binoculars he seemed
Givincci socks Cartier
H-class rocks and like Bohemians
Sick lukemians, receding hairlines

Watch how his gold mine decline
Frank pops the wine, I cocks the nine
Niggas peeped it from behind and slipped their clips in
One chick Nick thought she was the shit
Tried to play Big Poppa, worry
Minutes before I dropped her the blow, blow,
a parole the bitch violated
So how you like it, or cremated

There ain't a day in my that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit and won't cry
I to roll hard with tons of bitches
But now just me and my niggas, whah
There ain't a day in my life that by
That I don't get high, sit and won't cry
I used to roll with tons of bitches
But now just me and my niggas, whah

Street murders, thug parasites, we official no gators
fire arms with dug missles, we leavin' scar tissue
That Barry still aggy about that slut
Mob nigga what, threw the gang up
The chuckles, just slip the loot
On my belt buckles and cracked his middle
Damn how could a deal for a couple
Result to violence and throw our whole shit off balance

Yet still, they pat me down from all
Trapped inside this devil's triangle like Bo I had the
And slow to slide up on these Mexicans
One eyed and hunchbacked, the other must be mixed with black
The third nigga had missin' teeth and tatto drops
Long hair, chest for like a bag of rocks before chops
I grabbed the keys to locks, the jewels and the
The cream in the box, etc., etc., etc. and it don't
I got away everything, the cash and the stash

ain't a day in my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit and won't cry
I used to roll with tons of bitches
But now just me and my niggas, whah
There a day in my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back and cry
I used to roll with tons of bitches
But now it's just me and my niggas,

So now I'm mission acomplished
My man was
He as if there was a foul aroma in the air
Stinkin', I know this nigga thinkin'
Damn, too little, too pretty, too quiet
The bitch is hired, mob's for life
Diamond heist Trife, contracts on your life
We the price, uh
So guess who the is, but for now I be the mistress

ain't a day in my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit and won't cry
I used to roll with tons of bitches
But now just me and my niggas, whah
There ain't a day in my life that by
That I get high, sit back and won't cry
I used to roll hard tons of bitches
But now it's me and my niggas, whah