Luyện nghe bài hát M.a.f.i.a. Land

Yeah, uh
In the M.A.F.I.A.'s y'all
Where is everything
The M.A.F.I.A. but never forgets
Let me you

In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land where there's one and one clan
Yes mans, they us like steaks in pans
All 'em wanna be the man right hands wash the hands
priority in this fam
Where life's initiated ain't no givin' it
Once you in it like Bennet soon be lieutenant
Like me the Don Juan, Yvonne
The sweat-a the money gett-a, mad cheddar

all wondering how I got in this position
One day Frank was fishin' for competition
Number one, his name is Barry
Push the Milano '96 mission cost ya barizano
I lay gently in the through binoculars he seemed popular
Givincci socks Cartier
rocks and charms like Bohemians
Sick like lukemians, hairlines

Watch how his gold mine decline
When pops the wine, I cocks the nine
Niggas peeped it from and slipped their clips in quick
One chick Nick thought she was the shit
to play Big Poppa, don't worry
Minutes before I her the blow, blow, blow
a parole the bitch violated
So how you it, coffins or cremated

There ain't a day in my life rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back and cry
I used to roll with tons of bitches
But now it's me and my niggas, whah
There a day in my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit and won't cry
I used to roll hard with of bitches
But now just me and my niggas, whah

Street murders, thug parasites, we official no gators
fire arms with dug missles, we leavin' scar tissue
That nigga Barry still aggy about that
Mob nigga what, threw the gang up
The chuckles, just slip the loot
On my buckles and cracked his middle nuckles
Damn how a deal for a couple mill
Result to such violence and throw our shit off balance

Yet still, they pat me from all angles
Trapped inside this devil's like Bo I had the Jangles
And movin' slow to slide up on Mexicans
One cross eyed and hunchbacked, the other must be mixed black
The third nigga had teeth and tatto tear drops
Long hair, for like a bag of rocks before this chops
I the keys to locks, the jewels and the rocks
The cream in the box, etc., etc., etc. and it stop
I got away everything, the cash and the stash

There ain't a day in my that rolls by
That I get high, sit back and won't cry
I used to roll hard with of bitches
But now it's me and my niggas, whah
There a day in my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit and won't cry
I used to roll with tons of bitches
But now it's me and my niggas, whah

So now I'm mission acomplished
My man was
He as if there was a foul aroma in the air
Stinkin', I know what this thinkin'
Damn, she's too little, too pretty, too
The bitch is hired, mob's wife for
Diamond heist with Trife, contracts on your
We the price, uh
So who the bitch is, but for now I be the mistress

There ain't a day in my life rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back and cry
I used to hard with tons of bitches
But now it's me and my niggas, whah
ain't a day in my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit and won't cry
I used to hard with tons of bitches
But now just me and my niggas, whah