Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia N***z

That dope, yeah hoe, yeah hoe
hoe, yeah hoe, yeah hoe

We come like we get down and dirty for our figas
We gotta come like we be quick to pull on some triggas
We gotta come you that devil shit is still up in us
We mafia niggas, we niggas

We gotta like we get down and dirty for our figas
We gotta like we be quick to pull back on some triggas
We gotta come you know devil shit is still up in us
We mafia niggas, we niggas

So that wicked got some shit you bitches saw
I come wit shakas and they now I'll break the law
I cut the air for you breathe, while I'm on these greens
we'll take yo leg all off

You from exhaust, you lost up in the sauce
You stumble against the wall, don't with Lord at all
You didn't listen now you pissin' yo leg and got a gun
yo head, you know, I'm headin' for a bloody ball

I'm tryin' to go for boss, for all the cops
I got 'em possin' when I it and we'll get 'em all
I'm dirty for the calls, bitch, don't you hit the
I'll lock you bitches in the ice box when it's of frost

Bitch, don't you know when I am high, I leave a
Cock back this and I'll pop you like a pimple
I got the 2 and the stones in your home with the
You alone, and the is very simple

We gotta come we get down and dirty for our figas
We gotta come like we be quick to back on some triggas
We gotta come you know devil shit is still up in us
We mafia niggas, we niggas

We gotta like we get down and dirty for our figas
We gotta come like we be quick to pull on some triggas
We gotta come you that devil shit is still up in us
We mafia niggas, we mafia

Ain't no don't play with me
wit me my nigga, I'm gonna lay ya in the street
All I came for is cheese, maybe hard to believe
I'm gonna lock down a load and let yo bitch ass

Let y'all know I came wit some shit up my sleeve
Know what I mean, my nigga? only just me
Slit a line my sleeve, something put some lead in yo heart
It's only the sick shit, don't get started

Now ever since we came, hatas don't know where to go
They try to go to they crib, I shot around in home
I'm bustin' lugas with some do ya nigga
I'm gonna send some straight ya, screw ya
'Bout this business, these boys, 'bout this witness

Wit these toys, wit these toys, yeah, we gotta the noise
When we cock 'em to kill 'em, rob 'em, stop 'em
Wit a sound off shot gun niggas in the
And up only dog food and rockin' so much dope
The restrooms toxic in the madness, it's

We gotta come like we get down and for our figas
We gotta come we be quick to pull back on some triggas