Mafiosa (part. Junior H)

If we got into the ring, we have our reasons
It's not always about the money, my taste for the big shots
If I have a devilish face, on top of the armored
Just don't get in my way, because I don't forgive anything

The boss gave us tools to keep working
There are a lot of fifties, we carry the long ones hanging
If the radio sounds, I go full throttle
For whatever the boss orders, we all jump
Tactical is the team for the fight
Always well prepared for war

Redhead, liar
Above all, dangerous
Buys things and enjoys them
That's the mafioso life

Dispatching pests, riffraff, and scoundrels
They are the ones who throw the most sand and pretend to be bosses
I see many with necklaces that have no foundation
It's not just about killing chickens to get out of trouble

The team is elegant, well-dressed the crew
Patek Philippe with diamonds, tactical Prada boots
Super snake and cars of the year
Several sports cars, I have them stored
Very fine watches of all brands
And an Italian chef cooks for me at home

It's luxurious, very cunning
Very violent and ostentatious
Envious, venomous
That's the mafioso life