| Say she want pills Imma feed it to her
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| Pass it to ya friends let’s keep it going
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| She say I’m that nigga, I’m already knowin'
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| Pistol on my waist, he ain’t see it showin'
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| Savage Squad nigga, but I stay Glo’n (Pint of red I stay pourin')
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| Had to borrow that bitch cause she ain’t yours
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| It’s a thousand on your head, I paid for it
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| Real life boss nigga, I really ain’t gotta say much
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| Disrespect me one time, I swear to God you gettin' touched
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| Real niggas that’ll kill for me, I ain’t really got to do much
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| Real street nigga came from the bottom, I ain’t really got to prove nothing
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| I dare a nigga try to play me, I’ll turn up like I ain’t gotta lose nothin'
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| I dare a nigga try to play me, put his ass on the news or something
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| All my niggas getting to the guap, like this ain’t really nothing new to us
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| We don’t fuck with you fuck niggas, cause all you niggas so fu to us
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| Hate fucking on one bitch like damn I need me like two of them
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| Plug front me a hundred bricks, like damn what Imma gon' to do with them
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| Take them bitches to the trap, why fuck with them get right through with them
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| These rap niggas be super clown that’s why I don’t even fool with them!
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| Where you from in your own hood they don’t even respect you
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| You’s a goofy ass nigga, you’s a clown ass nigga
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| In the streets never did nothing special
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| I’m a real street nigga, I’m a real trap nigga
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| Started selling crack when I was eleven
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| Run off with the work, I ain’t gotta run off my plug he give me extra
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| Extra guap, extra cheese. |
| Everything come in extra
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| Extra guns, extra weed. |
| Nigga I got them weapons
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| Run up on Fredo then you leave up in a stretcher
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| Have my Mexicans chop your hands off just to show your ass a lesson
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| Real trap nigga. |
| I can show you how the move work
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| Real street nigga. |
| I can show you how that two work
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| Real trap nigga. |
| Nigga better do your homework
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| Real street nigga. |
| Go and do your research
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| Say she want pills Imma feed it to her
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| Pass it to ya friends let’s keep it going
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| She say I’m that nigga, I’m already knowin'
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| Pistol on my waist, he ain’t see it showin'
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| Savage Squad nigga, but I stay Glo’n (Pint of red I stay pourin')
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| Savage Squad nigga, but I stay Glo’n
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| Savage Squad nigga, but I stay Glo’n |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mafia Talk , by - Fredo Santana. Song from the album Fredo Mafia, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп