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ndot 24 - mafia lyrics

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[intro:gwuapo4z]

glah,glah

gang gang gang

gang gang gang

gang gang

glah glah boom

[verse 1:gwuapo4z]

turn that boy brains into pasta
dreads swinging like a rasta
you an imposta,i am not into the drama
i make it hot like lava,sing em like oprah

poppin that boy and his homies,gush look like ravioli
don’t shoot at my doley,k!ll all ya mans now you lonely
that boy jacking beef he bologna,you n+ggas is phony

both hands full each one got a grip
b+tch i’m double trouble,jg 2 sticks
knockers around me feel like john wick
i heard what you said you n+ggas not sl!ck
aab with me wreak and havoc
emg pick you up that’s really tragic
i do not internet beef that sh+t is for kids
you a f+cking silly rabbit

all the oppositions boy they know where i’m at
i feel like a demon feening to attack
he not gon see it coming he gon start to running
when i send the 30 to his back
don’t send me a track im not listening
cash got the beam on the bl!ck
and it’s clutched you could peep
i don’t like posting my moves
when i know what im doing then check up
on citizen

[verse 2:ndot 24]

gang gang gang

glah glah boom (5x)

gang (3x)

b+tch i’m ndot
couple n+ggas that spinned
bullets hit em divide em like pemdas
hit up gwuapo won’t miss but it’s not aim assist
maybe cause everyday i just bend blocks
told bro sends shots
n+ggas know that i dumped onna beat
bring the heat like a pop rock

b+tch i’m top opp
i’m still jacking i’m bringing the smoke in the room
like a hotbox
getting st+rdy,why ya b+tch on my body?
ha p+ssy way pinker then kirby
gotta thirty and this b+tch in my pocket
and no i ain’t talking bout percys

leave em scorching,we can’t find em
just shoot his lil brother call that an abortion
told bro “off him” i’m just joking i won’t shoot a kid
but i’m still playing offense

[ending repeat:gwuapo4z]

turn that boy brains into pasta
dreads swinging like a rasta
you an imposta,i am not into the drama
i make it hot like lava,sing em like oprah
poppin that boy and his homies,gush look like ravioli
don’t shoot at my doley,k!ll all ya mans now you lonely
that boy jacking beef he bologna,you n+ggas is phony

both hands full each one got a grip
b+tch i’m double trouble,jg 2 sticks
knockers around me feel like john wick
i heard what you said you n+ggas not sl!ck

aab with me wreak and havoc
emg pick you up that’s really tragic
i do not internet beef that sh+t is for kids
you a f+cking silly rabbit

- ndot 24 lyrics

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