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Mafia (Brr)

Love live life, forever our mood, told Con these n***as shark food (Ah)
Three bricks on the backseat, ridin' four deep, that's a carpool (Skrrt)
Speedin' in it, let the car cruise, put me 50 Cent on them Ja Rules (Ah)
Prices goin' up in the city, twenty-six fifty for a jar of blues
Twelve twelves and them lotto packs, same size a bottle cap
Feds followin' my private page, think I'm dumb enough to hit the follow back (Follow back)
Run this sh*t to the graveyard, I was tryna pull a triple double
Had a spot off of Strathmore, behind the new wave off of Sixth and Hubbell (Ah)
Lost Joey, left a n***a puzzled, all it take is one, caught him with a couple
Back then, used to seem like all a n***a used to do was get in trouble
Got brodie caught up in the shuffle, hood took him under, caught up in the hustle
Fascinated by the street life, got tired of seein' my n***as struggle
Now we hoppin' out of space shuttles, 187 to designer fashion (Skrrt)
Had to round 'em up in a huddle, put a play together like I'm John Madden (Ah)
Line lookin' like Soul Train, flame burnin' off auntie eyelashes
So tied up in the dope game, a n***a couldn't even see the time passin'
Where we at with it?

We wasn't even supposed to be here (Be here)
Fancy cars with the chandeliers (Skrrt, with the chandeliers)
Became ferocious in the dope spot (Ah, dope spot)
Gun shots make me comfortable (Brr, brr, make me comfortable, brr)
We wasn't even supposed to be here (Be here)
Fancy cars with the chandeliers (Skrrt, with the chandeliers)
Became ferocious in the dope spot (Ah, dope spot)
Gun shots make me comfortable (Brr, brr, make me comfortable, ah)
Gun shots make me comfortable (Make me comfortable)

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