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MAFIA lyrics : "Welcome To The Mob"

Unstoppable
Mafia
Welcome to the mob


Welcome to the mob, my enemies in a mob
#~!!@ $$# rappers a-smackin' makin' I'm robbed

Two big guns and me, that's a ménage
Put it to his head, I'mma squeeze you say Allah
Call me what you want but you can't call me ministry

Bentley on the strip then diamonds in my roserie
Real, recognized, alive ^!$$%s heard of me
Broad daylight no man, they gonna know it's me

Been a thug since 54 levets
When you push your act, poop through the hood, you was a legend
Bullets travel like e-mails, you get the message

Bow down, ^!$$%s is lames in my presence
Hundred D-Ball, black suited up
Arrive through the block ran slow as shifted up


Fresh
Your crime scene just got bloody

PUSH! in the building, dirty money getting muddy
Heard you block bubblin' I'm here to get ya sodium
Make sure you got that money, I have all your double monkey's up

Puddle up, ^!$$% this is genocide
I'm killin' all you ^!$$%s in weeks in the ride
More karate, I'll body a ^!$$%

Bang bang it's that black flag mafia ^!$$%
(*##$ draps, big racks, won't lie to you ^!$$%
Got you baby mama flyin' me to lapua ^!$$%

To make it this far in the costumes in pot schools
I'm responsible, puttin' cocaine in nostrils
Straight !@*!s, lot of (*##$ ^!$$%s

Killers walk the junction without gettin' their !@%!e charged
Now they sleep, just a line on songs
Me and these weak ^!$$%s never get along

You ain't Diggy, I ain't J Cole
But I back flack kitties with semi scrill and give it to your face wrong


The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! )
The mafia (what! ) The mafia (come on! )
The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! )

The mafia (what! ) The mafia (come on! )
Man I hope you ain't seen confident (*##$
Cuz I be bustin' off for the lips

Have the stuff in my bricks
You ain't her? I'm the one that's callin' the shots
Mob style, leave a ^!$$% with a shane in his watch

It's the mafia, La Familia and el hefe
Bang gang, anywhere gang, make them respect me
Feds ridin' on my tail, they gotta catch me

And I'mma ball out of control 'til they can get me
Yea, hustle hard Mouse, you know what it is
Hundred bottles in the club, hundred stacks on the wrist

Top of the line everything, even my (*##$
She's fast, $#&@ around and give a ^!$$% the clip
Yea, still mashin', hop up and new $$#in'

Right down notion in gates, down saggin'
Certified G, dead ^!$$% pop off
I ain't gonna play, I'll blow your $#&@in' top off


If not, play if you wanna
The mafia, we dead in the summer

Say my name and I'll pop up like candy man
Hand man hand like panty man
$#&@ with my family, man $#&@ with us

Brothers that make movies
Turn reality star (*##$es to groupies
We about that life, how 'bout the hoop

Smack a rat ^!$$% out this coop
If you don't know luck you out of the loop
You sick ^!$$% on soup

Backed up to better, I make a ^!$$% act better
I'm hot, at summer time I'm that weather
Forget they face, they all pissed

Cuz when the mafia in the buildin'
These other moments they doesn't exist
We them ^!$$%s

The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! )

The mafia (what! ) The mafia (come on! )
The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! )
The mafia (what! ) The mafia (come on! )

Certified gangster, wink bank, getting paper

Walk through any hood, any block after shay shops
Say I'm the next up still don't give a $#&@ what
Still ridin' dirty with the fifth in the shotgun
^!$$%s still local, me I'm international
Fresh off tall, still quick to blast for you

Man I'm so raw and I ain't talkin' blood (*##$
Stay alone at corner with the cluse, out here thuggin'
(*##$es love the lope, say I smell good, I look good
(*##$, this the mafia, mob out in your hood
Homie it's the war, all blacks glad to shoot you up

No for spazzing out, call my own girl to prop you up
Quite funny, you #~!!@ ^!$$%s comical
Enough with war tactics, stop you wild while they washin' you
Move quite different, something's been missin'
Through you in the trunk for you rat ^!$$%s snitchin'
Mafia some ties, bang bang anything

I be talkin' 'bout all the things, bring the lanes out
In the tank, that's the coop, no ching
Yellow gold, wrist wear again get ugly were the rings
Boom bye bye ^!$$%s, this is life ^!$$%s
Double H type, my fly ^!$$%s
Hit the tape, the hook for a game
Let's do it, watch the game, on the couch with his brains

Output, getting money that's on the low though
Toss the weight paid for it great at Tony Romo
All my ^!$$%s high laid eyes on Yoko Ono
$#&@ how ^!$$%s wanted, I did it just for the promo

The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! )
The mafia (what! ) The mafia (come on! )

The mafia (what! ) The mafia (what! )
The mafia (what! ) The mafia (yea yea)

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