Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia N***z

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

We come like 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

We gotta come like we get and dirty for our figas
We gotta come we be quick to pull back on some triggas
We gotta come you know 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, I'm blazin' on these greens
[Incomprehensible] take yo leg all off

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

I'm tryin' to go for boss, prepare for all the
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 full of frost

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wit toys, wit these toys, yeah, we gotta make the noise
When we cock 'em guaranteed to '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 restrooms toxic in the madness, it's

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