Mafia Music

[Sample: Scarface]
You wanna play with us?
Okay
Say hello to my little friend

[Verse 1: Big Mike]
These here is the dog years, but motherfuckers don’t shed
I got homies I rode for, they the ones that want me dead
They don’t realize I got mob ties
Ain’t that funny guys? On my Ivan Drago shit
If he dies, he dies
Big Mike the Don, they should call me Corleone
Mafia warfare, that’s the vibe we on
Keep your friends close, enemies closer
Your friends could turn to enemies before the day is over
I learned the hard way to look over my shoulder
I guess it’s true that you grow wiser as you grow older
Hindsight’s 20/20, ain’t no point in looking back
Keep your eyes forward, get this cheese like cheddar Jack
Cut the grass, in doing so I revealed the snakes
Like Q said, we don’t conversate with the fake
Hit em with the dagger like I’m Steph Curry
Got them feeling weak like they had scurvy
I drop shit that everyone got on repeat
But when you drop, not even your friends peep
You on the move, but it look like you standing still
I’m moving on, no more wishing ill will
Cuz when you get to where I’m at
You gotta remember where you’ve been before
I know where I’m headed, I don’t need a map
Drowning Pool, “let the bodies hit the floor”

[Hook: Big Mike]
I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
It's gonna take some getting used to
Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
Puttin' on like I used to
They never told me when you get the crown
It's gon' take some getting used to
New friends all in their old feelings now
They don't love you like they used to, man

[Verse 2: Ninto]
Niggas want a verse, hop in the stu now
These niggas hating but I swear that they all fools now
I'm a risky nigga, blackout, playing pool now
And I'm blowing all these O's on the juul now
Claiming all these sets, but, is that true now?
You can catch the smoke, live, like it's you now
Claiming that he better than me, I said, who now?
These niggas been on my dick like it's glue now
Aye, tell em hop off, lil nigga, you gay
I don't do no capping, keep that shit 1K
Speeding in the freeway like I'm in GTA
I'm a big dog, lil nigga, you a stray
Don't try and come at me, you know I don't play
Catch you in the backstreets, slash, get slayed
Plug on the move, scale that shit, check the weight
New verse dropped, y'all, sorry for the wait

[Hook: Big Mike]
I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
It's gonna take some getting used to
Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
Puttin' on like I used to
They never told me when you get the crown
It's gon' take some getting used to
New friends all in their old feelings now
They don't love you like they used to, man

[Verse 3: BLKMSK]
Come up in this bitch like it’s 2017
Spark the shit up, take a picture, bitch I’m ridin clean
All up in my bag, Mike saved a spot for me
Had to keep a tab, rip it off like a fiend
All the time I keep my rhymes in my notebook
On the grind getting mine, how my coat look?
All the bitches wanna know how the show cooked
Never went half way leave you so shook
If it don’t make dollars don’t make sense
Motherfucker I got no new friends
And if you wanna test me now
Mike’ll show you how to get down motherfucker
You better slip down hit ground zero touch it
Because my mouth spit rounds: hear it, love it
And if you thought I was gone yeah I’m coming bitches
Like Kanye, Cam’ron give you consequences
A lot of these rappers is hit or misses
But every verse I spit is the real business
When I come around you lookin real timid
Put me in the batter’s box no twitches
Because I be hittin every time I swing
And you can’t even fuck with the real thing
Cause I stick with my roots like a rutabaga
While you just a Chinese bootlegger

[Hook: Big Mike]
I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
It's gonna take some getting used to
Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
Puttin' on like I used to
They never told me when you get the crown
It's gon' take some getting used to
New friends all in their old feelings now
They don't love you like they used to, man