Dj Suss.One - Last Day Freestyle lyrics
rate mefeat Maino & The Mafia
Yeah, Suss one, they can’t fuck with us
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Unstoppable, mafia
Can I live till my last day, drop top in the fast lane,
Duck hoes tryina trap me, and I only care half way
I'mma get mine nigga, black mass sway
What's beef to you? I'm out here, these little niggas don't care
Shorty just copped the 3.5 and he feeling like he all the way live
Pussy in his heart, he like watch, I’m all the way rise
Chipped tooth, think he all away nas, little blunt nigga, all the way five
Can’t tell him nothing, push the wrong button
My lil’ nigga bucking, the hood I fuck it
Come through fronting and get justice
But wait it, Chicago style, fuck you up nigga throw your brush
It’s the mafia, roll with the rush,
Roll with us, yep I know we tough, this ain't a gimmick,
When I’m done rapping, my gangsters don't finish
See my son clap and these rappers don't live it
They …, little frog niggas, I call ‘em ribbit
Main point and I’mma give it
You already know what this is about when I run up in your house
Big gun, no chat, now you wanna talk it out
Where the money, ain't nothing else to be talking ‘bout
Hide the body, no crime scene we be chalking out
No indictment, no judge, jury or lawyers out
Do my 1, 2, dump you then I’m walking out
Boy I'm the prototype, not the protégé
My boy got that crystal rock, crystal on the G
D boy stamping for that paper like a notary
I’m mining circles up like a roller blade
Them young boys do it cause I said so
Get your whole team clipped, now you bled so
I run niggas from digits with no treadmill
Run giddy, you give it and get left still
And I solemnly swear, bitch niggas go and disappear
It's the mob in here
Can I live to my last day, drop top in the fast lane
Duck hoes tryina trap me, and I only care half way
I’mma get mine nigga, black mass sway
Can I live to my last day, drop top in the fast lane
Duck hoes tryina trap me, and I only care half way
I’mma get mine nigga, black mass sway
My mind on defeating you clowns, don’t speak to me now
Won’t sleep till I put all you peeps in the clouds
Nigga I’m radical, dope boy fresh on sabbatical
Post on your block ‘cause you left it like the admiral
We don’t rob waves, the mafia tsunami
We don’t salami with punamis
We just cool, both … on guard with the shotties
The backup wants to kill you, these suckers as a party
I’mmaa live forever, I'm immortal
Living martyr, built off cocaine, bricks and mortar
Fuck them old G's I throw dick in their daughters
Bitch fell in love with my dick, I never call her
This is slaughter, wonder of push, hell no
I get you stuck like Velcro,
Our people’s elbow, you frail hoes
Taking porches on top of your corpse with the jail pose
Who the fuck wanna squeeze?
My desert ease make bitch niggas bleed
You waking up in a puddle that you peed
You see me in your dreams
I can hear the bitch in your voice when you scream
Nightmares, when you panic I get closer
Blade in my hand, if you flinch I’m gonna poke you
Soldier, good cop ready to unload
You ain’t no luck, beat bitches something like old show
Hood nigga, my name ringing on both coasts
Actress, singer, I fucked both those
Rose gold, white diamonds on a club night
White bitch in my coup screaming thug life
One price, if you want it, then you pay for it
You want it, then you willing to get slain for it
At his house, grab his mouth, put tape on it
Milk carton yeah, we gonna put his face on it
Bully ones, tattoos and a skull cap
I’m a fucking bad dude, boy you heard that?
Brick takers, neck breakers, earth quakers
Move makers, real shakers, we get paper
We not faking, keep playing, we ain’t playing
Duck nigga, who said we ain’t spraying?
I’m who you idolize, idolize
The same one who get you smacked when you out of line
Pistol whip pussies, push fingers in pussy
Think you got a crown but you just king to the pussies
Even in the dark of my chew she couldn’t put me
Eyes closed in front of my hoes, you couldn’t whip me
No tint, scar face nigga, you see me
No fear, these bitch niggas is pee pee
Cross me, you end up paying the price
I drop kick, karate chop your wind pipe
Pop bottles and pop models that pop molly
I’m being watched by the same feds that got Gotty
We uptown on the roof, we shot and watch papi
Outside with the trench coat and long shottie
Down South in the trap with my little bitch
She said, ‘boy you got guns bigger than lil’ twist’
Black gold, black flags and black, oh shit, damn nigga
That’s it, boy, mafia!
