Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia Music (Remix)

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

Creflo pray Mike Vick bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I
That money looking funny in the light
But who really we just throw it in the air
Celebrating wealth pouring in her hair
Excuse me her weave the blue is a
Trunk full of car smell like blue cheese
That boy get salad beef bout
BM dubs on them big looking foolish
sitting low big things popping
Tip on the glock from a crip up in Compton at the cops
one time I gave her to the block
I fucked 1 time we boys in the hood and nigga you lil
Suppress ya appetite we taking ya tray
my handgun but my chopper still the shit
Banned in but I'm to legit to quit
1996 kilos was the shit but that be better roofing that shit be bad for ya skin
Niggas was ruthless and knows that I've sinned
But I thought my future in the loops I could pin
Walked out on a gig and I to the streets
Kept my low key I ain't heard from in weeks
I came up wit a to come up mathematically
I did it for the but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they from my balls
If I another album I did that for my dogs
10 Maybach's everybody big
I sit back like look what I did
Then I bow my and beg for forgiveness
I said my prayer everybody back to business

Smoking on a in my own restaurant people looking from a distance think I'm big daddy kunk
Reincarnated spirit of a g beef ill make u dinner take a 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 they im laughing at you
kill you niggas when I'm bored

We stepping on ya crew until you motherfuckers
And making sweet love to every that you lust
I love to pay her bills can't wait to pay her Curtis Jackson baby mama
I asking for a cent
Burn the house down buy another
forget the gas can jealous stupid motherfucker
To another paper that I captured
Caught up in the rapture off of and laughter
Homicide is and nigga you looking funny
Women love to stare they know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening bank deposit a 100 stacks
Break up take it out baby that's a gift maybe you could 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 and I'm eating crab meats
Ice so right other rappers envy they calling all my jewelers up what he spending
Thinking bout BOSS not thinking them here's a letter to my enemies one I won't send amen