Luyện nghe bài hát M.a.f.i.a. Land

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

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

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

Watch how his gold mine decline
When Frank pops the wine, I the nine
Niggas peeped it from and slipped their clips in quick
One chick Nick thought she was the shit
Tried to play Big Poppa, don't
before I dropped her the blow, blow, blow
Like a parole the bitch
So how you like it, or cremated

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 rolls by
That I don't get high, sit and won't cry
I used to roll hard with of bitches
But now just me and my niggas, whah

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

Yet still, pat me down from all angles
Trapped inside devil's triangle like Bo I had the Jangles
And slow to slide up on these Mexicans
One eyed and hunchbacked, the other must be mixed with black
The third had missin' teeth and tatto tear drops
Long hair, for like a bag of rocks before this chops
I the keys to locks, the jewels and the rocks
The cream in the box, etc., etc., etc. and it stop
I got away everything, the cash and the stash

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

So now I'm titled 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 with Trife, contracts on your life
We the price, uh
So who the bitch is, but for now I be the mistress

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