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a-mafia – my boy كلمات اغاني

uh-huh
uh
y’all thought i was gonna come back weak?
never
deep in the game entertainment
born di biase, whatup?
harlem
underworld
a-mafia, let’s get it

[chorus 2x]

we gettin money my boy
we hittin honeys my boy
making flips, taking trips where it sunny my boy
we eatin good my boy
be in the hood my boy
100 round drum, wish these n-ggas would my boy

[verse 1]

i’m getting bucks while they sleep
getting ducks while they cheap
and these suckers that creep
getting slumped in they jeep
my young b-tch a pro, love it when i’m f-cking her deep
in these streets they say what you sow is what you gon reap
i’m sick and tired of these lames
my clique gon body the game
i really did it and you didn’t n-gga, how we the same?
while you rowdy for fame, all these styles we gon claim
95 on 95, got the audi in flames
what’s the prices of c0ke? n-gga your life is a joke
with the knife you get poked, or you might can get smoked
i want a b-tch who into freaky sh-t, like to get choked
hatin n-ggas don’t want to see me rich, like when i’m broke
n-ggas know i’m for real, just finished closing a deal
got two verses in j-pan and a show in brazil
these freaks is easy, all they need is dro and a pill
the streets they need me, real n-ggas know what i feel

[chorus 2x]

we gettin money my boy
we hittin honeys my boy
making flips, taking trips where it sunny my boy
we eatin good my boy
be in the hood my boy
100 round drum, wish these n-ggas would my boy

[verse 2]

i’m the 40th don, with the gawdiest charm
ball so hard in the streets, n-ggas call me lebron
you for surely a p-wn, read my story in songs
kidnap your brother, your sister, your shorty, your moms
new tape is finally here, they say it’s finally my year
got the mansion in the country, wanna find me i’m near
heard them new j’s bout to come out, gotta find me a pair
yeah, but i ain’t waiting on no line for them sh-ts (hahaha)
these young n-ggas going crazy, losing they mind for them sh-ts
matter fact we getting paid ain’t got no time for them sh-ts
force my hand you a goner, after i blam i don’t want her
getin money on the phone, i don’t stand on a corner
dibiase my bousin, leek and robbie my cousins
they was with me since day 1, when a lot of y’all wasn’t
building 5-5-7 in the lobby or hustlin
uh, deep in the game, only posse i f-ck with

[chorus 2x]

we gettin money my boy
we hittin honeys my boy
making flips, taking trips where it sunny my boy
we eatin good my boy
be in the hood my boy
100 round drum, wish these n-ggas would my boy

- a mafia

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