Mafioso

Ah

Wha, wha

What is it?

Yeah

Uhuh

Yadidaholla

Do you know raholla

Yeah, the itty bitty city by the water

That's steady gettin' taller

You no comprende

Vallejo

You ho

You just don't understand

Check it out though

Mhmm

Sippin' martinis, eatin scampi and linguini

Makin' blunts disappear, like I'm Houdini

Laid up with Asians that know tongue fu

Gettin' blew when I got the call from Young Dru

He was speakin' Thiizzlamic but I can understand it

He said Al Boo Boo, the eagle has landed

My reply: Pronto cousin execute stage two

Put the turkey in the oven

For those who don't know that means he got the blow

And it's time to turn the blow into more dough

Sell 'em high, buy 'em low, let 'em fly, let 'em go

Birdies of the snow straight from Valley Jo

Who got it? **** Dru got it

And if you hit him on the hip, he'll make sure that you got it

Me and my team, we tryna win

And we keep it Mafioso, you hear the violins

I'm the yay boy, the playboy from the Bay, boy

Where I stay, boy

We don't be puffin' no hay, boy

Where my son head lay boy

I protect with the K, boy

Run in my home and get sprayed, boy

Young Dru and Mac Dre, boy

The Yay don't play, boy

I'm a made boy highly connected spit flame, boy

I'm a paid, boy

Spliffs of naid all day, boy

Never changed, I'm the same, so fuck what you say, boy

I'm not afraid, boy

Take it from wax to gunplay, boy

Run away, boy

Shakin' the blades and gay boys

Movin bricks, boy

Choppin' down kicks to picks, boy

Weighin' zips, boy

Takin' them trips for chips, boy

Coppin' whips, boy

Floss, cross by chicks, boy

Makin' hits, boy

Fuck with the mob and get split, boy

Loaded and lit, boy

Dre and Dru is the shit, boy

From a fix to a bitch

We tryna get rich, boy

I'm in my sneaks with freaks on the beach was shallow

Bossed up drinkin' Ernest and Julio Gallo

I got my Roll-O, my butterfly knife

I'm nothin' nice, I cut a guy twice

All of my life I followed the path

A D-Boy, B-Boy, have cash, live life

Got game like Bob Costas

Got dread like Rastas

Eatin' seafood sauce put over pastas

You impostors get tried for treason

To the nation of Thizzlam is my allegiance

Write a grievance, file a complaint

Tell 'em Dre doin' things that them other guys can't

Burnin' rubber all day

Drivin' reckless

I cut a man throat, give a man a bloody necklace

Cuddie they respect us 'cause they have to

My ****'s Mafioso, you prick, they'll whack you