Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia Music (Remix)

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

Creflo pray Mike payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in the
But who really cares we throw it in the air
Celebrating wealth pouring in her hair
me her weave the blue is a weave
Trunk of white car smell like blue cheese
That boy get beef bout movements
BM dubs on big things looking foolish
Shawty sitting low big popping
Tip on the glock a crip up in Compton shooting at the cops
one time I gave her to the block
I 1 time we boys in the hood and nigga you lil trey
Suppress ya appetite we taking ya lil'
Love my handgun but my chopper the shit
Banned in but I'm to legit to quit
1996 kilos was the shit but be better then roofing that shit be bad for ya skin
was ruthless and lord knows that I've sinned
But I thought about my future in the I could pin
out on a gig and I turned to the streets
Kept my name low key I ain't heard in weeks
I came up wit a strategy to up mathematically
I did it for the but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my
If I drop another I did that for my dogs
10 everybody riding big
I just sit back like look I did
Then I bow my and beg for forgiveness
Once I said my prayer everybody back to

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

We stepping on ya crew until you crush
And making sweet love to every that you lust
I love to pay her bills can't to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama
I ain't asking for a
Burn the house down gotta buy
Don't forget the gas can jealous motherfucker
To chapter paper that I captured
Caught up in the rapture off of gunshots and
Homicide is humor and nigga you funny
Women love to stare cause know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening bank deposit a 100 stacks
Break up wont take it out baby 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 envy they calling all my jewelers up asking what he spending
Thinking bout BOSS not bout them here's a letter to my enemies one I won't send amen