Ya-ya-ya ya Mafia 歌词

I got a 357, a tec with a black clip A 180 pounds witha fist that will bust lips Some killaz on my side, if I tell 'em they gon' get A fool violatin' the business, I ain't wit' And now in 2000 you talkin' the same shit And now in 2000 I'll bust and I won't miss The smoke is in the air the liquor is still a fifth The grill is still gold, and the curls they know kick, fool Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya (8x) Mafia, ya, y-ya, ya ( 4x) Posse song Niggaz that's down to cut some muthafuckin' heads (Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya) From hear to ATL, to Nashville, back to the M-town nigga And you know what that mean bitch Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious bitch Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious nigga Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya (8x) Mafia, ya, y-ya, ya ( 4x) Call a nigga, drug dealer, out here on the track nigga Weed smoker, coke snorter, come and get a pack nigga Cane slanger, bitch banger, dog I'll bring it to ya If you got a problem with me, holla at my Luga Dro puffer, cheese come up, when we on the track jack Hit you in the head, with the gat, 'til your skull crack Blood gushin', head rushin', act first, no discussion Come with that bullshit, then the bullets start bustin' Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya (8x) Mafia, ya, y-ya, ya ( 4x) First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime You slip, I Live By My Rep don't fuck with mine Da End, the souls of men embedded inside the Posse The Prophet, the Posse, we all collide We brutal, the Chapter 2 to end the phase, our mind In crime, reminds, CrazedNLazDayz Hypno-tize, and blazed another gold plate Sixty 6, sixty 1, The Smoke Clears, evaporate Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya (8x) Mafia, ya, y-ya, ya ( 4x)