MAFIA (feat. Juliano Chieff y Drakomafia)

With precision all my shooters
Counting all my monkeys
All the glopetas are full
I carry the ruger under the jacket
The cat in a scalade
9 by 19
Matte black
Hand in hand with all my brothers
Spartans ready for combat

Mafia
The dracos all with the drum
Turn off all systems
Put it in airplane mode
Because if shots are heard
It's because they all died
Mafia, crime, the Fro are all for your bro
I have the gale

On the same finger that will shoot them
These millions I can't stop counting
We earned 85,000 and we're going to spend it
Long live drugs and long live crime
Your bosses suck so I sign
Let's go and let all these affirm
Through the networks you squeeze
Blessed walking in hell
On stage the Glocks are on top

Quickly we are moving
Investigations that's why the ski mask
The brunettes all Fenen extended
And the blondes I have here on top
The business is moving
We are in investments in the buildings
And also on the corners
RomaGang, FlowNewYork
The Glezzy and the R sport
Let's sow terror
Laser on the carbine
The kennel on every corner
The hits we have on top

Mafia
Villa Francia next to the lilacs
The Venezuelans with the Eskimo
With the ithan the bottle is cool
Soon millo in the Maldives islands
Milanotown as Shiva says
Never with a snitch
From the street is the contract
I had a good time
Now counting money
Before 635 now with the lizard
If it's street and music I start
With the hit we made a pact

Mafia, Romagang, babyE
I have the forty on my waist
And the Lacoste we're going to shoot
Selling heroin packages
And we're going to activate the points
Playing in the street and in the ampa
And even in your house we're going to sound
When they see us entering the block
With the Glock we're going to kill them
Throwing wads in the brothel
Then to the whores I cut them all
I don't mix with scrubbers

Molly on ice
And lean in the glass
The forty with the thirty
For the attack pure bursts
Flow New York, RomaGang
We're not for delays
We're going to take the kilos from you
With corn hair that I'm a gangster
I grew up with the black panther

We're not from now we're from before
Pure crime addicts
We have plenty of combs to empty you
Ask about the mafia
It sounds on your speakers
I have the gale
On the same finger that will shoot them
I have the gale
On the same finger that will shoot them