Mafia Music

歌詞

I got a feelin' nigga rillin' and my money be the root Look up at da stars she like, honey where the roof? Pull up, hear the dogs, canaries dey go on roof Even once had a job pourin' tar up on the roof Dat boy had it hard no facade, it's da truth So now when I menage and get massaged just to proof Proofs in dat pudding & dat bakin' sodas takin' Paper dat would make take dem photos naked Listenin' to niggas like whistlin' at Wiggie Williams I flip my middle finga I'm chillin' on 20 million Da room has turned me on I'm masterbatin' at da top These hoes so excited so dey catchin' every drop I'm dodgin' the barcols like pot holes in Jamaica We cut down the weed, bury the paper on the makers Martin had a dream, Bob got high I still do both but somehow I got by Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write Dat may why they money lookin' funny in the light But who really cares if you just throw it in the air Celebratin' wealth pourin' Moet in her hair Excuse me her weave the blue is her weed Trunk full of white, car smell like blue cheese Dat boy get salad beef bow movement BM dubs on dem big thangs lookin' foolish Shawty sittin' low big thangs poppin' Tip on da glock from a crip up in Compton Shootin' at da cops, fuck 1 time I gave her to da block, I fucked 1 time We boys in da hood and nigga you lil trey So press ya appetite we takin' ya lil tray Love my handgun but my choppa still da shit Banned in 1994 but I'm 2 legit 2 quit 99 to 6 kilos was the shit But dat were batter den roofin' dat shit be bad for ya skin Niggas was ruthless and Lord knows dat I've sinned But I thought about my future in the loops like a pin Walked out on da gig and I turned to da streets Kept my name low key I ain't heard from in weeks I came up wit a strategy to come up mathematically I did it for da city but now everybody mad at me Mothafuck 'em all and sweat from my balls If I drop anotha album I did dat for my dogs 10 Maybachs everybody ridin' big I just sit back like, look what I did Den I bow my head and beg for forgiveness Once I said my prayer everybody back to business Smokin' on a blunt in my own restaurant People lookin' from a distance think I'm big daddy cunk Reincarnated spirit of a G Beef'll make you dinner take a seat so we could eat A Farrakhan aura, paws on the port You eat from da bowl while ya dog need a fork Niggas ain't loyal, snakes slithered and dey coil I'm laughin' at u cuz, I kill u niggas when I'm bored We steppin' on ya crew until you mothafukkas crush And make da sweet love to every women dat you lust I love to pay her bills can't wait to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama I ain't askin' for a cent Burn the house down, gotta buy another Don't forget the gas can, jealous stupid muthafuka To another chapter, paper dat I captured Caught up in da rapture off of gunshots and laughter Homicide is zooming and nigga u lookin' funny Women love to stare cuz dey know dey see da money I open up my mind about openin' bank accounts Deposit a 100 stacks break up now take it out Baby dats a gift, maybe u could live I knew it wouldn't work but I just like to give Used to run da street, young nigga bare feet Now I'm in da suites and I'm eatin' crab meats Ice so right other rappers envy Dey callin' all my jewelers up askin' wat he spendin' Thinkin' 'bout boss, not thinkin' bout dem Here's a letter to my enemies when I won't sin, amen