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Mafioso

by G.T.

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This that shit niggas scrape the pot to Nigga This that shit niggas bang the block to Nigga i'll bring a bag of weed And them blocks too, nigga And I might front you one more, you cop two Nigga Too many racks, can't fit in my pants Spread this shit out like a Chinese fan I was dead broke, it was me and my mans We thought this shit out and Came up with a plan Came a long way from hand-in hand On Tuesdays and Thursdays, watch for the van This for my niggas who still on the block Still makin' serve while it's hot Before I tell, I'll sit there and rot Before I go broke, I'ma work me a pot This that shit niggas get they bag to, nigga This that shit them strippers'll Shake they ass to I'm rocking the Prada, got money galore I ain't look at the tag I change in thе store If I was you, I'd be mad too I just pulled off in a fast coupе And in my right pocket, got thirty, all blues Her mink on the floor Told her take off her shoes Try to play tough, you gon' be on the news This that shit niggas scrape the pot to Nigga This that shit niggas bang the block to Nigga i'll bring a bag of weed And them blocks too, nigga And I might front you one more, you cop two Nigga I don't check no tags, I change in the store Told her check my swag, all I rock is Dior I'm that fly-ass nigga who them whores adore If I want your bitch, she no longer yours Rich shit, all a nigga do is pop big shit Fuck the opps 50K could get your whole block hit Loose lips Know they wanna see a nigga sink ships Fuck the cops Tell 'em none of my niggas know shit Zoe shit, we ain't ever doing no ho shit All of us winnin', we all havin' motion GOAT shit, but I ain't tryna brag or boast Bitch We always sinnin', so we stay Glock totin' Ten toes down, promise I can't fold Every situation, I stuck to the code Did my time like a man, seventeen up the road I was facing twenty years I still ain't told I was facing twenty years I watched a lot of people go They ain't hold me down Now they gotta watch a nigga blow They be hatin' now So I got a Glock in my coat Can't trust nobody So I ain't letting nobody close Can't trust nobody I be riding 'round by myself Get it on my own, they'll laugh, I need help Roll they ass up Should've never slept on me Don't say you love me We both know you phony This that shit niggas scrape the pot to Nigga This that shit niggas bang the block to Nigga i'll bring a bag of weed And them blocks too, nigga And I might front you one more, you cop two Nigga

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