Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia

(DJ Paul-Talking)
Yeah muthafuckaz! The Platinum plaque of the mothafuckin' "M"
back in this bitch, nigga. H-C muthafuckin' P. Hypnotyze muthafuckin posse.
And it's goin' down, we always do about this time, nigga, night time.
We about to load them trucks up. Who we got in this muthafucka
We got my girl La Chat, Gangsta Boo, muthafuckin' Black
Juice, Project muthafuckin' Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me
DJ muthafuckin' Paul, the of the muthafuckin' "M" town.
And it's goin' down- MINDS HO!

(HOOK)
Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!...
Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!

(La Chat)
La Chat, with gat
The other queen of Camp we got 2 bumpin' bitches...

(Gangsta Boo)
...In the posted up
hundred dollar bottles
Sippin' Cris fuck a
drink it out the bottle...

(La Chat)
...Don't be and shit
we gettin' paid and shit
Ain't no need be lyin' I die
I'm be lovin' this...

(Gangsta Boo)
...The bottle-yeah gangsta
nigga posted up
Fuck you bitches up I come gunnin'
the lugers bust
Chat, you got my back?

(La Chat)
Yeah I got your back
Buckin' bitches be hatin'
Blow chest up through their back
(Gangsta Boo)
as hell can't you tell
'Cause my eyes are red as
'Bout to this nigga
Take his money- 'till I die
Hypnotyze Minds be the that pay me
Fuck you other talkin' shit
You faze me

(La Chat)
So you it from the queens
HCP we be
with my family bitch
It's gon' to be whatever...

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(Lord Imfamous)
How can you to this
they be hatin' this
Purple tradin' man
makin' dividends
Burn it man, in
Better as "assed in"
All I want is man
Can't you comprehend?
Lock and fuckin' fool
Break the fuckin' law
no attitude fool
This is we came to do
them bodies in the bag
Put dope in the bag
Put that in the bag
go fool, rat tat tat

(Juicy "J")
They call me gigolo
Got hoes that
A statue of a
them platinum tips
I'm tellin' all you
To of the game
I'm tellin' all you
To of the lames
I freak your mama
Put her on the
I got my sucked
When I was on the
My walked in
He that hoe was stout
I hit it the back
My nigga her mouth

(Project Pat)
By love my nig
Let spill my nig
to kill my nig
If ya my nig
Pat my nig
I spit my nig
with macks my nig
Who gats my nig
It's blast or be
in your blood
White girl up your
Ya off that bud
A in the lot
Your car and no
Blew your brains
In your lap

(Lord Imfamous)
Choose weapons
But boy choose carefully
Each of my
Are deadlier
I am the
And this is your
You can one
So you must get a of these
Beat, and gagged
Bump off
Place all his
All over
The shit's very
That I in the needle
Prepare you for your trip
To the

(DJ Paul)
I seen how TV can
And plus platinum to match
And add twenties and vogues
And Gucci on backs
We got Bentlys and Benzes
And all them on lock
The picture gettin' kind of
I see why bitches hot
You hoes is strugglin' and
And wanna in the hood
It's I'm crankin' up heat
And you you could
Y'all wish y'all could get back us
Then maybe then you shine
Like the you wish you was
And get off the
I'm keepin' one in the
Because I'm filled up with
And I see yo little hoe 'n'
You knowin' your life's in
I do a show y'all in the
Hollerin' no kind of
Is that the best way that you
To get lil bitch
I understand how feel
They feelin' that they out
And we the movin' on
So we the ones talked
But keep it your best
And one day then get a crown
But until then do a hit of
And keep down
'Cause suckaz... real

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