Mafioso

歌手: Mac Dre • 专辑:Don't Hate the Playa, Hate the Game, Vol. 4 • 发布时间:1970-01-01
Ugh Wha wha 
What is it 
Yeah Yadidaholla 
Do you know whadddiholla (do you know what I holla?) 
Yeah, the itty bitty city by the water 
That's steady gettin taller 
Vallejo You 
Ho You just don't understand 
Check it out though  
Sippin' Martinis eatin scampi and linguini 
Makin' Blunts disappear 
Like I'm Houdini 
Layed up with 
Asians that know tongue fu 
Gettin blew when 
I got the call from 
Young Dru 
He was speakin thizzlamic 
But I can understand it 
He said "Al Boo Boo the eagle has landed" 
My reply... pronto... cousin 
Execute stage two put the turkey in the oven 
For those who don't know that means he got the blow 
And it's time to turn the blow in to more dough 
Sell em high, buy em low, let em fly let em go 
Birdies of the snow straight from valley jo 
Who got it? 
***** Dru got it 
And if you hit him on the hip 
He'll make sure that you got it 
Me and my team 
We tryna win 
And we keep it mafiso 
You hear the violens (godfather tune by mac dre)  
I'm the yay boy, the play boy, from the bay boy 
Where I stay boy, we don't be puffin' no hay boy 
Where my son head lay boy 
I protect with the 
K boy Run in my home and get sprayed boy 
Young Dru and mac dre boy 
The yay don't play boy 
I'm a made boy highly connected spit flame boy 
I'm a payed boy ? ? all day boy 
Never changed, 
I'm the same, so **** what you say boy 
I'm not afraid boy 
Take it from wax to gun play boy 
Run away boy 
Shakin the blades and gay boys 
Movin' bricks boy 
Choppin' down kicks to picks boy 
Weighin' zips boy 
Takin' the trips for chips boy 
Coppin' whips boy 
Floss cross by chicks boy 
Makin' hits boy 
**** with the mob and get split boy 
Loaded and lit boy 
Dre and Dru is the **** boy 
From a fix to a ***** 
We tryna get rich boy (godfather tune by mac dre)  
I'm in my sneaks with freaks on the beach was shallow 
Steady drinkin earnest and julio gallo 
I got my rallo? 
My butterfly knife 
I'm nothin nice 
I cut a guy twice 
All of my life 
I followed the path 
A D boy B boy have cash live lav- 
Got game like 
Bob Costa 
Got dread like 
Rasta Eatin' seafood sauce 
Poored over pastas 
You imposters get tried for treason 
To the nation of 
Thizzlam Is my legiance 
Write a grievance 
File a complaint 
Tell 'em Dre doin things that them otha guys can't 
Burnin' rubber all day 
Drivin' wreckless 
I cut a man throat give a man a bloody necklace 
Cuttee, they respect us cause they have to 
My ****** mafioso 
You prepared they'll wack you' (godfather tune by mac dre)
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