Текст песни Mac Dre f Young Dru - Mafioso
Mac Dre f Young Dru - Mafioso слова песни
[Mac Dre Talkin]UghWha whaWhat is itYeahYadidahollaDo you know whadddiholla (do you know what I holla?)Yeah, the itty bitty city by the waterThats steady gettin tallerVallejoYou HoYou just don`t understandCheck it out though[Mac Dre]Sippin` Martinis eatin scampi and linguiniMakin` Blunts disappearLike I`m HoudiniLayed up with Asians that know tongue fuGettin blew when I got the call from Young DruHe was speakin thizzlamicBut I can understand itHe said "Al Boo Boo the eagle has landed"My reply...pronto...cousinExecute stage two put the turkey in the ovenFor those who don`t know that means he got the blowAnd it`s time to turn the blow in to more doughSell him high bomb low let `em fly let `em goBirdies of the snow straight from valley joWho got it?? Nigga Dru got itAnd if you hit him on the hipHe`ll make sure that you got itMe and my teamWe tryna winAnd we keep it mafisoYou hear the violens(godfather tune by mac dre)[Young Dru]I`m the yay boy, the play boy, from the bay boyWhere I stay boy, we don`t be puffin` no hay boyWhere my son head lay boyI protect with the K boyRun in my home and get sprayed boyYoung Dru and mac dre boyThe yay don`t play boyI`m a made boy highly connected spit flame boyI`m a payed boy??? ??? all day boyNever changed, I`m the same, so fuck what you say boyI`m not afraid boyTake it from wax to gun play boyRun away boyShakin the blades and gay boysMovin` bricks boyChoppin` down kicks to picks boyWeighin` zips boyTakin` the trips for chips boyCoppin` whips boyFloss cross by chicks boyMakin` hits boyFuck with the mob and get split boyLoaded and lit boyDre and Dru is the shit boyFrom a fix to a bitchWe tryna get rich boy(godfather tune by mac dre)[Mac Dre]I`m in my sneaks with freaks on the beach was shallowBossed up drinkin Ernest and Julio Gallo (wine)I got my rallo?? My butterfly knifeI`m nothin niceI cut a guy twiceAll of my life I followed the pathOf D Boy B Boy half cash live loudGot game like Bob CostaGot dread like RastaEatin` seafood saucePoored over pastasYou imposters get tried for treasonTo the nation of ThizzlamIs my legianceWrite a grievanceFile a complaintTell `em Dre doin things that them otha guys can`tBurnin` rubber all dayDrivin` wrecklessI cut a man throat give a man a bloody necklaceCuttee, they respect us cuz they have toMy niggaz mafiosoYou prepared they`ll wack you`(godfather tune by mac dre)