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Utwór: M.A.F.I.A. Land

  • wykonawca: Lil Kim
  • album: Hardcore
  • wyświetleń: 1976

[Lil' Kim]
  Yeah....uhh
  In the M.A.F.I.A.'s Land ya'll
  Where loyalty is everything [*thunder sounds*]
  The M.A.F.I.A. forgives but never forgets
  Let me tell you
    In the MAFIA's land where there's one boss and one clan
  Yes mans they surround us like steaks in pans
  All 'em wanna be the man right hands wash the left hands
  Loyalty's priority in this fam
  Where life's initiated ain't no givin' it back
  Once you in it like Bennet you'll soon be lieutenant
  Like me the Don Juan Miss Yvonne
  the sweat-a the money gett-a
  Copin mad cheddar
  Stevie's all Wondering how I got in this position
  One day Frank was fishin' for competition expidition
  Number one, his name is Barry Madanno
  Push the phat Milano '96 mission cost ya barizano
  I lay gently in the Bently through binoculars he seemed popular
  Givincci socks Cartier coolats
  H-class rocks and charms like Bohemians
  Sick like lukemians, receding hairlines
  Watch how genuine his gold mine decline
  When Frank pops the wine, I cocks the nine
  Niggas peeped it from behind and slipped their clips in quick
  One chick named Nick thought she was the shit
  Tried to play Big Poppa, don't worry
  Minutes before I dropped her the blow! blow! blow!
  Like a parol-e the bitch violated
  So how you like it coffins or creameted
    [chorus:]
    There ain't a day in my life that rolls by
  That I don't get high, sit back and won't cry
  I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
  But now it's just me and my niggas, whah
  [repeat]
    [Lil' Kim]
  Street murders, thug parasites
  We official no fake gators
  Coppin' fire arms with dug missles
  We leavin scar tissue
  That nigga Barry still aggy about that slut
  Mob nigga what! threw the gang sign up
  The nigga chuckles, just slip the loot
  On my belt buckles and cracked his middle nuckles
  Damn how could a deal for a couple mill
  Result to such violence
  And throw our whole shit off balance
  Yet still, they pat me down from all angles
  Trapped inside this devil's triangle
  Like Bo I had the Jangles
  And movin' slow to slide up on these Mexicans
  One cross eyed and hunchbacked
  The other must be mixed with black
  The third nigga had missin' teeth and tatto tear drops
  Long hair, chest for like a bag of rocks
  Before this chops
  I grabbed the keys to locks, the jewels and the rocks
  The cream in the box, etc. etc. etc. and it don't stop
  I got away with everything, the cash and the stash
    [chorus:]
    [Lil' Kim]
  So now I'm titled mission acomplished
  My man was astonished
  He looked as if there was a foul aroma in the air
  Stinkin! I know what this nigga thinkin'
  Damn she's too little, too pretty, too quiet
  The bitch is hired, mob's wife for life
  Diamond heist with Trife, contracts on your life
  We increase the price, uuhh
  So guess who the bitch is, but for now I be the mistress
    [chorus:]
  

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