Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia Music (Remix)

I got a feeling nigga really that my be the root
Look up at the stars she honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs they goin roof
once had a job pouring tar up on a roof
That boy had it hard no its the truth
So now when I Menage and get its the proof
Proofs in the pudding and that baking taking
Paper that I'm got her taking photos naked
Listening to niggas whistling at Wendy Williams
I flip my middle finger I'm chilling on 20
The rumors turn me on I'm at the top
These hoes so excited they catching drop
I'm dodging the debacles pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the bury the paper on them acres
had a dream bob got high I still do both but somehow I got by

Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I
Mayweather money looking funny in the light
But who really we just throw it in the air
Celebrating wealth pouring moet in her
Excuse me her the blue is a weave
full of white car smell like blue cheese
That boy get salad bout movements
BM dubs on them big looking foolish
sitting low big things popping
Tip on the glock from a crip up in Compton shooting at the
Fuck one time I gave her to the
I 1 time we boys in the hood and nigga you lil trey
ya appetite we taking ya lil' tray
Love my but my chopper still the shit
Banned in 1994 but I'm to to quit
kilos was the shit but that be better then roofing that shit be bad for ya skin
Niggas was and lord knows that I've sinned
But I thought about my in the loops I could pin
Walked out on a gig and I turned to the
Kept my name low key I ain't heard from in
I came up wit a strategy to up mathematically
I did it for the but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did for my dogs
10 Maybach's riding big
I sit back like look what I did
Then I bow my and beg for forgiveness
Once I said my prayer back to business

Smoking on a blunt in my own restaurant people looking from a distance I'm big daddy kunk
Reincarnated spirit of a g beef ill make u take a seat so we could eat
A aura paws on the pork you eat from the bowl while ya dog need a fork
Niggas ain't loyal snakes slithered in coil im laughing at you
Cause kill you niggas when I'm

We on ya crew until you motherfuckers crush
And making love to every women that you lust
I love to pay her bills can't wait to pay her rent Curtis baby mama
I asking for a cent
Burn the down gotta buy another
Don't the gas can jealous stupid motherfucker
To another chapter paper I captured
Caught up in the rapture off of and laughter
Homicide is humor and nigga you looking
Women love to stare cause they know see the money
I up my mind by opening bank accounts deposit a 100 stacks
Break up wont take it out baby that's a gift maybe you live
I knew it wouldn't but I just like to give used to run the street
Young nigga bare feet now I'm in the suites and I'm crab meats
Ice so right other rappers envy they all my jewelers up asking what he spending
Thinking bout not thinking bout them here's a letter to my enemies one I won't send amen