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al luciano - al luciano lyrics

(verse 1)

woke this morning contemplating suicide
mulisha mafia chosen fews it’s time to ride!
pray god is on my side but i hear saten in my mind
look these p-ssy rappers in their face screaming h0m-cide
i got out of state connects i know right where the herbs at
i’m the one who serve raps the rest of us just serve packs
a-harsh freshman of the year i know they heard that
see they little twitter diss but in person these nerds wack!
-a, when you live on top b-tches get it poppin
i live super turnt ain’t no other option
he riding in his b-tch whip, that’s my cd knocking?
we at her apartment and the sheets are rocking
we go hard, we go hard i want 2 shots of everything that noahs ark
women in the crowd lose control and start throing bras
mulisha mafia there ain’t a crew as cold as ours!
yo, i’m slowed up, you know why i pour up?
to eliminate the pain that i’ve caused when i go nuts
yes this pain is deep and i know that i made life so rough
i just thank god that he made my mother so tough, woah!
i kick it with them wild boys i know taekwondo
r.i.p. to la and salute too rondo, i can be real cool or
i can lose my mind hoe, yeah you know a-harsh, meet al luciano!

(hook 1)

i go hard, i go hard
high i am al luciano
b-tch i’m going hard
we go hard, we go hard
this is mulisha mafia
b-tch we going hard!

(verse 2)

i came in this game and maintained the same
main focus still the range so i’m still stacking my change
live life the g way, in love with popping pg
disregaurd the law so we turnt up on the freeway
maserati fast life, 140 on the dash lights
you wanna be a boss my guy? you gotta get your cash right!
loddi doddi doddi the mafia came to party
we partying getting knarly mad liqour and plently marley
bad b-tches they getting lose, we ride in them pretty coupes
all my brothers are the truth, too all of them i salute!
my mind so full of rage but it’s time to hit the stage
on the grind i’m getting paid ain’t no time to get that fade
collecting these checks from raps, we shop gucci we shop saks
really count them papaer stacks so luciano pay for that
coast2coast they bang my tracks, someone that you wish to be
stole your girl or your buzz dead that’s why you dissing me?
pistol squeeze lyrically, mind gone no care in me
two things put fear in me, myself, and g.o.d
i’m living life off the logics only converstae bout profits
i’m your girlfreinds trending topic and never will i be stopped b-tch, cause-

(hook 2)
i go hard, i go hard
high i am al luciano
b-tch i’m going hard
we go hard, we go hard
this is mulisha mafia
b-tch we going hard!

- al luciano lyrics

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