Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia N***z

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

We gotta like 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 that devil shit is up in us
We mafia niggas, we mafia

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 ass bleed

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

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

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

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