Mafia Lifestyle — текст песни (Boo Yaa T.R.I.B.E f Layzie Bone)

The rise and fall of an empire

We hustlin crazy (x4)

Gangstas and thugstas and playaz, we hustlin crazy (x4)

(The Riddler)
I`m from that city that breathed it
live playa paper out there for everybody
Trailthem creepin make that paper stack
Ya`ll know we got them ballers and playaz
Playa bosses gangsta haters callin shots
U-haulers all caught up in that pen partna
collectin my dough from do, slammin them Lincoln doors
expensive clothes and ho`s be hollerin tinted windows bouncin
S - A - M - O - A - N that mafia soldier rollin to the top,
no we never gon stop where we goin showin` all them ...

{Chorus (X2)}:
It`s that Mafia Lyfestyle
Gangstas and thugstas and playaz we hustlin crazy
It`s that Mafia Lyfestyle
Perpatrators and snitches and haters, ya`ll dyin early

(Layzie Bone)
Dedicated to the niggas all across the globe
gettin down for the grind tryin to make a lil dough
real thugs hit em up just to let a nigga know Mo Thug nigga what ?
get the scrilla fa sho ballin outta control hit the yellow brick road
nigga anything goes and we gotta survive
24-7, 365 and I be ready to ride
either thug or you die gimme a hug and don`t cry cuz I`m a get mine
take this game on a whole nother level can you feel the pain ?
sometimes it be stressin me man
but the lesson you brang you well worth it
ain`t nobody perfect but a nigga pilot ain`t nobody stop this Mo Thugs madness
any nigga try then the shit is done, tragic
real drastic, big clips on the automatics

{Chorus (X4)}:
It`s that Mafia Lyfestyle
Gangstas and thugstas and playaz we hustlin crazy
It`s that Mafia Lyfestyle
Perpatrators and snitches and haters, ya`ll dyin early

(The Godfather - Singing)
Momma don`t cry for me, my gangsta pain is from these ghetto streets

(The Riddler)
I`m all about my scrill-o
illiminates that middle
that money green no dream
triple beam turn them human beings to fiends
socialize with no feds
never will never did ... now who did ?
playa like that don`t wanna live
hater like that don`t wanna give
paper out there for everybody
don`t let that paper pay pass you by so thick
then you die, don`t lay, I don`t lie
in the VIP, we gamble cheese, toast to that winning team
table full of that Hennessy, enemies eyes is all on me

{Chorus till fade}
It`s that Mafia Lyfestyle
Gangstas and thugstas and playaz we hustlin crazy
It`s that Mafia Lyfestyle
Perpatrators and snitches and haters, ya`ll dyin early

(The Godfather - Singing over chorus)
My momma don`t cry for me, my gangsta pain is from these ghetto streets
don`t cry for me, don`t cry for me



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