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Fredo Santana

Mafia Talk

 

Mafia Talk

(album: Fredo Mafia - 2016)


Say she want pills Imma feed it to her
Bout to see her friends let's keep it going
She say I'm that nigga I 'ready knew it
Pistol on my waist yeah you see it showin
Savage squad nigga but I stay pimpin,(The Red Ops stay put)
Hit the bar with that bitch cause she ain't enjoying it
Cause them thousands on your head I paid for it

Real life boss nigga I, I really ain't gotta say much
Disrespect me one time I swear to god you gettin touched
Real niggas that will kill for me I ain't really got to do much
Real street nigga came from the bottom I ain't really got to prove nothing
I dare a nigga try to play me I turn up like I ain't gotta lose nothin
I dare a nigga try to play me, put his ass on the news or something
All my niggas getting cheddar guap like this ain't really nothing new to us
We don't fuck with you fuck niggas cause all you niggas so fools to us
Hate fucking on one bitch like damn I need me like two of them
Plate in front of me a hundred bricks like damn what Imma going to do with that
Take a mister to the trap why fuck with them get right through with them
These rap niggas be super clown that's why I don't even fool with them!

Where you from in your own hood they don't even respect you
You's a goofy ass nigga You's a clown ass nigga in the streets ain't did nothing special
I'm a real street nigga I'm a real trap nigga started selling crack when I was eleven
Run off with the work I ain't gotta run off my plug can't give me extra
Extra guap extra cheese everything come in extra
Extra guns extra weed nigga I got them weapons
Run up on Fredo then you leave up in a stretcher
have my Mexicans chop your hands off just to show your ass a lesson

Real trap niggas I can show you how the move work
Real street nigga I can show you how that two work
Real trap nigga nigga better do your homework
Real street nigga go and do your research

Say she want pills Imma feed it to her
Bout to see her friends let's keep it going
She say I'm that nigga I 'ready knew it
Pistol on my waist yeah you see it showin
Savage squad nigga but I stay pimpin,(The Red Ops stay put)
Savage squad nigha but I stay pimpin,(The Res Ops stay put)

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