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 know 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 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 niggas

So that wicked got some shit you neva saw
I come wit shakas and they bumpin' now I'll the law
I cut the air for you breathe, while I'm blazin' on greens
[Incomprehensible] we'll yo leg all off

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

I'm tryin' to go for boss, for all the cops
I got 'em possin' when I toss it and get 'em all
I'm dirty for the calls, bitch, you hit the balls
I'll lock you bitches in the ice box when it's full of

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

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 know that devil 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 back on triggas
We gotta come you know devil shit is still up in us
We niggas, we mafia niggas

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

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

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

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

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