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DJ SUSS ONE FT. MAINO & THE MAFIA lyrics : "Last Day (Freestyle)"

Yeah, suss one, they can't $#&@ with us
Unstoppable, mafia


[Hook]
Can I live to my last day, drop top in the fast lane
Duckhoes tryina trap me, and I only care half way

I'ma get mine ^!$$%, black mass way

What's beef to you, I'm out here, these little ^!$$%s don't care

Shawty just copped the 3.5 and he feeling like he all the way live
Pushing this hard he like watch, I'm all the way rise
Ship 2, think he all the way nas

Little blood ^!$$%, all the way 5
Can't tell him nothing, push the wrong button
My lil ^!$$% bucking, the hood I $#&@ it

Come through fronting, and get justice
But wait it, chicago style, $#&@ you up ^!$$% throw your brush
It's the mafia, roll with the rush,

Rode us, yep I know we tough,
This ain't a gimmick, when I'm done rappin
My gangsters don't finish

See my son clap, and these rappers don't lib it
They fibbit, little frog ^!$$%s, I call em ribbit
Make point and I'ma give it


You already know what it's about
When I run up in your house

Big gun, non chat, now you wanna talk it out
Where the money, ain't nothing else to be talking bout
Hide the body, no crime scene to be chalking out

No enditment, no judge, jury or lawyers out
Do my 12, dump you then I'm walking out
Boy I'm the prototype not the protégé

My boy got that crystal rock, crystal notege
D boy staping for that paper like a noteree
I'm mining circles up like a rollerblade

Them young boys do it cause I said so
Get your whole team clipped, now you bled so
I run ^!$$%s from digits with to threadmill

Run giddy, you give it and get left still
And I solemnly swear, (*##$ ^!$$%s go and disappear, it's the mob in here


[Hook] x 2
Can I live to my last day, drop top in the fast lane
Duckhoes tryina trap me, and I only care half way

I'ma get mine ^!$$%, black mass way

My mind on defeating you clowns, don't speak to me now

Won't sleep till I put all you peeps in the clouds
I'm radical, dope boy fresh on sabatical
Post on the block cause you left it like the amiral

We don't rob waves, the mafia tsunami
We don't salami with punamis
We just cool, both gotties on guard with the shotties

The back wants to kill you, these suckers as a party
I'ma live forever, I'm immortal
Living martyr, built off cocaine, bricks and mortar

$#&@ the more cheese, I throw dick in they daughters
(*##$ fell in love with my dick, I never call her
This is slaughter, wonder of push

Hell no, I get you stuck like velcrow
Off people's elbow, you freel hoes
Taking porches on top of your copes with the jail pose


Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Who the $#&@ wanna squeeze?

My desert ease make (*##$es bleed
You waking up in a puddle that you peed
You see me in your dreams

I can hear the (*##$ in your voice when you scream
Nightmares, when you panic I get closer
Blade in my hand if you flinch I'm gonn poke you

Soldier, gun coped ready to unload
You ain't no luck, be bishops up like own shows
Hood ^!$$%, my name ringing on both coast

Actress, singer, I $#&@ed both those
Rose gold, white diamonds on a club night
White (*##$ in my coup screaming thug life
One price, if you want it, then you pay for it
You want it, then you willin to get slain for it

At his house, grab his mouth, put tape on it
Milk carton yeah, we gonn put his face on it
Bully ones, tattos and a skull cap
I'm a $#&@ing bad dude, boy you heard that?
Breath takers, neck breakers, earth quakers

Move makers, real shakers, we get paper
We not faking, keep playing, we ain't playing
Duck ^!$$%, who said we ain't spraying
I'm who you idolize, idolize
The same one that get you smacked when you out of line

Pistol whip !@#(, push fingers in !@#(
Think you got a crown but you just king to the !@#(
Even in the dark of my ?you couldn't put me
Eyes closed in front of my hoes you couldn't whip me
No tint, scarface ^!$$% you see me

No fear, these (*##$ ^!$$%s is pee pee
Cross me, you end up paying the price
I drop kick, karate chop your wind pipe
Pop bottles and pop models that pop molly
I'm beeing watched by the same feds that got gotty
We uptown on the roof, we shot on watch papi

Outside with the trench coat, and long shottie
Donw south in the trap with my lil (*##$
She said boy you got guns bigger thatn lil twist
Black gold, black flags and black, oh %#@!, damn ^!$$%
That's it, mafia!


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