Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia N***z

That goddamn dope, hoe, yeah hoe
Yeah hoe, yeah hoe, hoe

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

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

So that wicked got some shit you neva 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
[Incomprehensible] we'll yo leg all off

You chokin' from exhaust, you up in the sauce
You stumble against the wall, play with Lord at all
You didn't now you pissin' down 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 when I toss 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 full of

Bitch, you know when I am high, I leave a dimple?
Cock back this and I'll pop you like a pimple
I got the 2 and the stones in your home the chrome
You alone, and the is very simple

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

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

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

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

Now ever since we came, them hatas know where to go
They try to go to they crib, I shot around in home
I'm lugas with some lugas do ya nigga
I'm gonna send some through ya, screw ya
'Bout this business, 'bout these boys, 'bout this

Wit these toys, wit toys, yeah, we gotta make 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 in the madness, it's psychotic

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