Yeah, uh In the M.A.F.I.A.'s y'all Where loyalty is The M.A.F.I.A. forgives but forgets Let me you
In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land where there's one and one clan Yes mans, they surround us steaks in pans All 'em wanna be the man right hands wash the 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 position One day was fishin' for competition expidition one, his name is Barry Madanno Push the phat '96 mission cost ya barizano I lay gently in the Bently through he seemed popular Givincci socks coolats rocks and charms like Bohemians Sick like lukemians, hairlines
Watch how genuine his gold mine When Frank the wine, I cocks the nine peeped it from behind and slipped their clips in quick One named Nick thought she was the shit Tried to Big Poppa, don't worry Minutes I dropped her the blow, blow, blow Like a parole the bitch So how you it, coffins or cremated
There ain't a day in my life that by That I don't get high, sit back and cry I used to roll hard tons of bitches But now just me and my niggas, whah 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
Street murders, thug parasites, we official no gators Coppin' arms with dug missles, we leavin' scar tissue That Barry still aggy about that slut Mob nigga what, the gang sign up The nigga chuckles, just slip the On my belt and cracked his middle nuckles how could a deal for a couple mill Result to violence and throw our whole shit off balance
Yet still, pat me down from all angles Trapped inside this devil's like Bo I had the Jangles And movin' slow to slide up on Mexicans One cross and hunchbacked, the other must be mixed with black The third had missin' teeth and tatto tear drops Long hair, chest for like a bag of rocks this chops I grabbed the to locks, the jewels and the rocks The in the box, etc., etc., etc. and it don't stop I got away with everything, the and the stash
There ain't a day in my life that by That I get high, sit back and won't cry I used to hard with tons of bitches But now it's me and my niggas, whah There ain't a day in my life rolls by I don't 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
So now I'm titled acomplished My man was He looked as if there was a aroma in the air Stinkin', I know what this thinkin' Damn, she's too little, too pretty, too The bitch is hired, mob's for life heist with Trife, contracts on your life We the price, uh So guess who the bitch is, but for now I be the
There ain't a day in my life rolls by That I get high, sit back and won't cry I used to roll hard with of bitches But now it's just me and my niggas, There ain't a day in my life 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,