Money Gang Mafia Mafia Shit Lyrics


Mafia Shit by Money Gang Mafia

Mafia shit
My niggaz you all do this
Do way she use her neck
I thought the bitch was truthless
And we be catching out
Steady mix my shakers cause I know
But you're cushed down on a block
Real niggaz don't need a grando

I'll be ,honey,higher
I fight it in the fighters
Try me all and my niggaz
But we gonna start a riot
And these hoes don't even know what's up
Bitch we are as mafia
And we can fuck with new niggaz
Nigga come hang with us
Nigga fuck my squad and blast
Tryin' to see how is gettin' cuffed

Cushin' this bitch,man
Money got no shit
If I want it than I get it
Cash I love to spend it
Check the stitches, you know my pain
'so loud I'm in the trance
With cuffs stayin' on my hand

No parachutes so I fly
Got a pair of hoes and they're by
We don't love these hoes,we just fuck these hoes
I'm on my grime
Cause I got to shine,got to waste time
And my dollar sign ,bitch fine
Stupid niggaz stop talkin'
'And the mafia I trust
Scolled my buts up and got their ass kicked
But a press ball,go play tough

About the haters, I'm fallin' trees
Break it down leaves,I'm a paper maker
I'm not liquor but a bully
We don't love hoes,hard game
We don't play hoes
Man that money got me hooked so
I don't need a slutty bitch
She can get a deep choke

God damn this shit
'I bow hard like concrete
I slope loud can you hear me?
'niggaz can't see me
You all wonder out like Stevie
Too old and she too gull
Damn,was she too off?
I walk her around '
Miss me out with that ball shit
Mafia beat a couple and '
We'll be on my ball shit
Come take a head of this
'Pickin' my dolphin
I'm ballin' like sport
Why you bitch keep callin'?
Bitch,money talk so text
That should be my weapon
And oh,God I'm stressed
Cause Mary Jane go get smoke


'Cause we'll be flyin ' niggaz like hurricane
That's a fuckin' shame ,
So you gang-bang but you carry change
They fuck them all and get paid
This is not a game
But let' s call it .. like a fuckin' chain
So these niggaz show no '
They can feel the pain

Got that cash up there in my pocket
We blow shit up like rockets
I see my name in your mouth
Stop it!
Try to get this money
Man I,this shit it ain't an option
Got them off the pill
If you went down,get your head up
The next day she called
I didn't pick up
Now it's fucked up
Mafia shit
Send me no 6,I'm up on this bitch

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