Cosa Nostra
Repping Cosa Nostra
In front of the judge you turn Sinatra
(Frank Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
How you turn Frank Sinatra
(Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
In front of the judge you turn Sinatra
(Frank Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
How you turn Frank Sinatra
(Sinatra)
You wannabe too know
(Too know)
You wanna do guy
(Guy)
You think we don't know
(Don't know)
Your life is a lie
(Lie)
You wannabe too know
(Too know)
You wanna do guy
(Guy)
You think we don't know
(Don't know)
Your life is a lie
(Lie)
Shook ones make bare noise
Bark and hype
Lower your voice
Life get swiped
By the swiper swiper swiper swiper
In the dark he pulls all-nighters
Reaper Reaper Reaper Reaper's grim
Show no face with a grin
Skins will fade like a trim
Who will save your next of kin
When they pulling up gang gang
Thought you was road
When your own gunman
Take you off road
For snitching on the low
All the bitches and dough
And the drugs you sold
The accounts are froze
Wannabe too know
Wanna do guy
Think we don't know
Your life is a lie
Repping Cosa Nostra
In front of the judge you turn Sinatra
(Frank Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
How you turn Frank Sinatra
(Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
In front of the judge you turn Sinatra
(Frank Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
How you turn Frank Sinatra
(Sinatra)
You wannabe too know
(Too know)
You wanna do guy
(Guy)
You think we don't know
(Don't know)
Your life is a lie
(Lie)
You wannabe too know
(Too know)
You wanna do guy
(Guy)
You think we don't know
(Don't know)
Your life is a lie
(Lie)
Walls are closing in
Changing clothes and friends
You was all in
Til they changed the boys to men
Shotta shotta shotta shotta
You was in heat
But the block is hotter
Reaper Reaper Reaper Reaper's grim
Show no face with a grin
Skins will fade like a trim
Who will save your next of kin
When they pulling up gang gang
Thought you was road
When your own gunman
Take you off road
For snitching on the low
All the bitches and dough
And the drugs you sold
The accounts are froze
Wannabe too know
Wanna do guy
Think we don't know
Your life is a lie
Repping Cosa Nostra
In front of the judge you turn Sinatra
(Frank Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
How you turn Frank Sinatra
(Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
In front of the judge you turn Sinatra
(Frank Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
How you turn Frank Sinatra
(Sinatra)
You wannabe too know
(Too know)
You wanna do guy
(Guy)
You think we don't know
(Don't know)
Your life is a lie
(Lie)
You wannabe too know
(Too know)
You wanna do guy
(Guy)
You think we don't know
(Don't know)
Your life is a lie
(Lie)
In front of the judge you turn Sinatra
(Frank Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
How you turn Frank Sinatra
(Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
In front of the judge you turn Sinatra
(Frank Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
How you turn Frank Sinatra
(Sinatra)
You wannabe too know
(Too know)
You wanna do guy
(Guy)
You think we don't know
(Don't know)
Your life is a lie
(Lie)
You wannabe too know
(Too know)
You wanna do guy
(Guy)
You think we don't know
(Don't know)
Your life is a lie
(Lie)
Shook ones make bare noise
Bark and hype
Lower your voice
Life get swiped
By the swiper swiper swiper swiper
In the dark he pulls all-nighters
Reaper Reaper Reaper Reaper's grim
Show no face with a grin
Skins will fade like a trim
Who will save your next of kin
When they pulling up gang gang
Thought you was road
When your own gunman
Take you off road
For snitching on the low
All the bitches and dough
And the drugs you sold
The accounts are froze
Wannabe too know
Wanna do guy
Think we don't know
Your life is a lie
Repping Cosa Nostra
In front of the judge you turn Sinatra
(Frank Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
How you turn Frank Sinatra
(Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
In front of the judge you turn Sinatra
(Frank Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
How you turn Frank Sinatra
(Sinatra)
You wannabe too know
(Too know)
You wanna do guy
(Guy)
You think we don't know
(Don't know)
Your life is a lie
(Lie)
You wannabe too know
(Too know)
You wanna do guy
(Guy)
You think we don't know
(Don't know)
Your life is a lie
(Lie)
Walls are closing in
Changing clothes and friends
You was all in
Til they changed the boys to men
Shotta shotta shotta shotta
You was in heat
But the block is hotter
Reaper Reaper Reaper Reaper's grim
Show no face with a grin
Skins will fade like a trim
Who will save your next of kin
When they pulling up gang gang
Thought you was road
When your own gunman
Take you off road
For snitching on the low
All the bitches and dough
And the drugs you sold
The accounts are froze
Wannabe too know
Wanna do guy
Think we don't know
Your life is a lie
Repping Cosa Nostra
In front of the judge you turn Sinatra
(Frank Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
How you turn Frank Sinatra
(Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
In front of the judge you turn Sinatra
(Frank Sinatra)
Repping Cosa Nostra
How you turn Frank Sinatra
(Sinatra)
You wannabe too know
(Too know)
You wanna do guy
(Guy)
You think we don't know
(Don't know)
Your life is a lie
(Lie)
You wannabe too know
(Too know)
You wanna do guy
(Guy)
You think we don't know
(Don't know)
Your life is a lie
(Lie)
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Boakye
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