Mafia Business
You gon' make me put you in a suit and tie
Steady speaking 'bout my work, but it's not your business
You ain't 'bout no business
Some niggas talk like bitches
We was brought up by the mafia
We was taught to keep it mafia
We done lost that nigga Mafia
We gon' give the fuck niggas the business
I don't have a dime, I just keep it luck
Bitch, I'm broke, why you mad?
Get that money out your ass
Open your eyes, bitch, you not her
I won't give a bitch a bag
Gotta go call when you get the bag
'Cause I'm walking with a limp, that don't mean I pimp
Man, I hope she ain't mad, I am not him
Brazy, he my nigga, he tape any shit
Tryna do it for a nigga that we can't forget
Swear my life don't feel the same without my nigga here
We still bang the same gang for a hundred years
Man, I swear I ain't cried in a hundred years
Last night, a nigga cried 'bout a hundred tears
Tell the hoes I need 40
So they all get 140
Used to be broke, still had Nike, Puma, Jordan
Man, I swear without my Ray, this life boring
Got a gold bank, got a gold check
Gotta keep it mafia with all the homies
I was taught to hit my Ricky
Pulling up in the Infiniti
I was swerving through the traffic
Rolling blunts, I had to pass it
Greedo breaking down a Backwoods
I've been into selling that good
If you with me, then you're that good
Yeah, yeah
Real shit, I've been chasing the bag all day, it ain't work
Now I'm 'bout to chase one of these bitch-ass niggas
That's what he's getting
I'ma be at you, know that
You gon' make me put you in a suit and tie
Steady speaking 'bout my work, but it's not your business
You ain't 'bout no business
Some niggas talk like bitches
We was brought up by the mafia
We was taught to keep it mafia
We done lost that nigga Mafia
We gon' give the fuck niggas the business
You gon' make me put you in a suit and tie
Steady speaking 'bout my work, but it's not your business
You ain't 'bout no business
Some niggas talk like bitches
We was brought up by the mafia
We was taught to keep it mafia
We done lost that nigga Mafia
We gon' give the fuck niggas the business
One of these bitch-ass niggas
That's what he's getting
I'ma be at you, know that
You gon' make me put you in a suit and tie
Steady speaking 'bout my work, but it's not your business
You ain't 'bout no business
Some niggas talk like bitches
We was brought up by the mafia
Steady speaking 'bout my work, but it's not your business
You ain't 'bout no business
Some niggas talk like bitches
We was brought up by the mafia
We was taught to keep it mafia
We done lost that nigga Mafia
We gon' give the fuck niggas the business
I don't have a dime, I just keep it luck
Bitch, I'm broke, why you mad?
Get that money out your ass
Open your eyes, bitch, you not her
I won't give a bitch a bag
Gotta go call when you get the bag
'Cause I'm walking with a limp, that don't mean I pimp
Man, I hope she ain't mad, I am not him
Brazy, he my nigga, he tape any shit
Tryna do it for a nigga that we can't forget
Swear my life don't feel the same without my nigga here
We still bang the same gang for a hundred years
Man, I swear I ain't cried in a hundred years
Last night, a nigga cried 'bout a hundred tears
Tell the hoes I need 40
So they all get 140
Used to be broke, still had Nike, Puma, Jordan
Man, I swear without my Ray, this life boring
Got a gold bank, got a gold check
Gotta keep it mafia with all the homies
I was taught to hit my Ricky
Pulling up in the Infiniti
I was swerving through the traffic
Rolling blunts, I had to pass it
Greedo breaking down a Backwoods
I've been into selling that good
If you with me, then you're that good
Yeah, yeah
Real shit, I've been chasing the bag all day, it ain't work
Now I'm 'bout to chase one of these bitch-ass niggas
That's what he's getting
I'ma be at you, know that
You gon' make me put you in a suit and tie
Steady speaking 'bout my work, but it's not your business
You ain't 'bout no business
Some niggas talk like bitches
We was brought up by the mafia
We was taught to keep it mafia
We done lost that nigga Mafia
We gon' give the fuck niggas the business
You gon' make me put you in a suit and tie
Steady speaking 'bout my work, but it's not your business
You ain't 'bout no business
Some niggas talk like bitches
We was brought up by the mafia
We was taught to keep it mafia
We done lost that nigga Mafia
We gon' give the fuck niggas the business
One of these bitch-ass niggas
That's what he's getting
I'ma be at you, know that
You gon' make me put you in a suit and tie
Steady speaking 'bout my work, but it's not your business
You ain't 'bout no business
Some niggas talk like bitches
We was brought up by the mafia
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