Testi:
Ghetto Mafia

[Nino/Wicked alternating every few lines] You want to live another day? Don't turn back He stopped dead in his tracks and died wack He couldn't have

[Verse 1: Nino] Stinkin' bitch put me out For the 3rd time With nothin' but my 9 on my waist line Its the same shit With them stinkin' hoes Everythings

from the Dec [Wicked:] Hit some, lawyers' fees Sell O's, smoke weed Roll deep, smell new Red or blue, casualties Jack with, Ghetto Mafia, Nino, Wicked

[Chorus: singing] Oooh ahh, Ghetto Ma-fi-a Comin at you live I mean And we we just, don't know no stress, we just roll up Devine and ride In Decatur

Nine-eight [x2] Ahhh Hit licks, Florida Keys Old players, old cheese Smoke blunts, burn leaves Take fronts, gold trees Anytime, any grind Any gun,

catch me in the Dec slingin' powder You can catch me at 'Sims on a high tower It's funny when I think though I was broke as shit just a month ago Ghetto Mafia

lourd Mafia K'1 Fry fait son retour Son lourd comme un poids lourd Beaucoup trop lourd Mafia K'1 Fry fait son retour C'est lourd, trop lourd, beaucoup trop lourd Mafia

pour ceux qui s'chient dessus Qui s'tapent meme quand on est plus a marcher dessus Pour nos soeurs qui seront les meres de demain Wesh wesh cousin, Mafia

Rim-K H.L.M. pris d'assaut, armes de guerre, reactions violentes Branches au scanner, machines a sous, douanes volantes Les gros coups, les gros comptes