Maffew Ragazino

Maffew Ragazino - La Cosa Nostra lyrics

rate me

Let me do my thing, let me talk my shit

Let me do my dance, let me talk my shit

What’s up, yeah

I be doing my own thing, I be doing my own thing

Can’t see you ‘cause I got tunnel vision

Young nigga just tryna own things

Low schooled me from young, shit, I was shown things

I was blessed to have kingpins for OG’s

They quit the game, left crack alone for showbiz

Wise told me ain’t no biz like hoe biz

Why you all in my biz, nigga, that’s hoe shit

Niggas think they know everything but they don’t know shit

You think them niggas is cool, I think they blow dick

This lil’ niggas my sense test me on po, bitch

Why you think they call me senior, I am your father

Fathered plenty niggas styles, I am a living martyr

City slicker, no Billy Crystal, I’m a Brooklyn dodger

Hand with checkers and robbers, bitch, I’m a mobster

Everything I do is extraordinary

I dare each y’all to dare and front on a nigga

I never heard of you, niggas

I be doing my own thing

I ain’t no regular nigga

And I don’t fuck with no regular bitches

I be doing my own thing

I be doing my own thing, I be doing my own thing

Had to cash out on them fuck boys and I went and got me my own team

Paper gang and we worldwide

Tell ‘em hoes they better bust it wide

My old shit better than your latest shit

Nigga, my new shit is formaldehyde

I’m a rockaway nigga, pieced to the other side

Mother gases in Dumont, Lavonia set aside

My momma’s apartment used to be subsidized

That’s what inspired my motherfucking drive

Ain’t seen this type of ambition since Pac was back alive

Pull a bandana, all 40 two packets back alive

I think so BIG I could’ve been…

As far as new niggas, you couldn’t find a better one than me

Everything I do is extraordinary

I dare each y’all to dare and front on a nigga

I never heard of you, niggas

I be doing my own thing

I ain’t no regular nigga

And I don’t fuck with no regular bitches

I be doing my own thing

This is how you shit on your enemies

The success, I’m too blessed to be stressed

I stay dressed to impress

And all bitches is feeling me

This is how you shit on your enemies

This is how you shit on your enemies

This is how you shit on your enemies

Let me do my thing, let me talk my shit

Let me do my dance, let me talk my shit

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