Artist: Lunasicc f/C-BO and Mississippi
Album: West Coast Trippin
Song: Mafia Life
Typed By: Seasideplayer@Hotmail.com

[Chorus: 2x]
Living the mafia lifeeeeeeeeeeee
Living the mafia lifeeeeeeeeeeee


[C-bo]
I came fresh up out the pen pushing a benz two pounds of bird
On a mission to get ends got yak on my breath strapped
With smith and wess got my two fingers ready respresented
To death I sport the armani colon back in the room ass hopping
And 23rd's back popping got that westcoast connect
Tearful a bird super subperb herb make your hundreds
Hit the curb sporting blunts and air maxes money over bitches
On my switches give my nigga that's standing in the kitchen
Cooking green on the lean from the green with a team
Of young killas strapped with mini fourteens
What you wanna do fool you can't fuck with mines
I put it down all the time with hk's and glock nines
Stack ways a ton but my mack 11 dome will split you

[Chorus: 2x]
Living the mafia lifeeeeeeeeeeee
Living the mafia lifeeeeeeeeeeee


[Luna]
Started off slowly but surly stacking cash passed out game
From my oler cousin moving yola out the state stash
I grduated from my look out where I handled drugs
I slanged rocky watch me get off one dub the sets get faulty
Niggas talking about trying to put me down
So I watch my down even though the O.G.'z say they love me now
The head honcho calling me wanna see me first
And my O.G. homies want me to act like a savage claim your turf
Will I get hurt feel myself getting jursed I moved down slowly
And pumped a tear in the dirt I got my Blue rag
And LORD please let me make it I got to ride
I look up to niggas like bo and raided
My homie T all my niggas on the awol crew we deep puffing on bomb
Mobbing your fucking streets calling it what you want fool
Don't make me pop the trunk
For this uhh so called funk


[mississippi]
I got mobster like 40 got hoes tricking for me
I'm balling like 40 come smoke with the homie this is O.G.
Awol niggas be respect it protect it with vicious melicious
Methods don't test this they die young restless the statistics
In the city trying to make hits to get licks rich
Trapped with extra clipping
That Crip shit we represent it daily
That nigga ain't ready for that set trip strictly about me riz-ned
Trying to hook it up with all the real G'z from all affiliations
Hoes ain't shit unless they got some transportation
And a tight conversation I ain't the one to be saving I'm blazing
With bossy and phat with major playas papers so take a good look
Fucking with crooks that are off the hook keeping money on freddy
leesmith
books
Got him shook like a tailback living like a baller account millionaire

[Chorus: 2x]
Living the mafia lifeeeeeeeeeeee
Living the mafia lifeeeeeeeeeeee


Mind off that ass I like you my porsche me dropping sweat
Till I can come get you like off you like hardball
Off the wall totally against the law acting like you ain't
Never saw in my shit got you caught up in something big
Down to ride big time the really am big and everything they
Represent the mafia life where it's really evident pant sagging
Strapped and scratching on a daily on missions for major fetti
Got some for people but don't really understand this
What we be putting down already this is awol for life
Till I'mon my last head busting grining and cussing when I mash
On you with tracks got your head bobbing and weaving
When I bust my 16 rap about this mafia shit
That I see with my eyes like those guys

[Chorus: 2x]
Living the mafia lifeeeeeeeeeeee
Living the mafia lifeeeeeeeeeeee