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Godfathers
The WhoRidas
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Man, don't tell me, okay? I already know, okay?
I'm telling you, man, you gotta do something about this guy, man
This, this Sonny Black guy and this other guy, Sonny Red, man
It's too much, man
They're running amok, man
And the worst part about it is they don't got no fucking respect, man
And you know what else, man?
He's walking around everywhere, man
Looking at shit's asses
He's going crazy, man
He's really going crazy
In the mix like mobsters
Having your partners asking who shot ya
Having a toast 'cause we got ya
Checking your roster, you're in hot water like lobsters
Smoking choppers after pasta
Leaving your buried life hopper
Making it short and sweet, giving them buck wheats
Sweeping them off the street like dunk heaps
Then John Crease then cross the line
Now they gon' sleep, toss the nine
Out the window over the passenger seat
We on time, no need for creep
We ride off with the music playing
On the other side of town, same music playing
My niggas spraying, laying niggas down like law
And I cut you at the knees with a jigsaw
Get your ass ripped off
Leaving your bitch fast in Porsches
Specializing in kidnapping and extortion
Calling up for fortune while I'm at the house eating four portions
Drinking a Goose on run, making them busters run
Chop a soul dollar, bleeding your fingertips with a hammer
Tell them my folks don't use TEC-9s because they jammers
Gotta watch out for the cameras
And the feds 'cause the gang stand us, stand us
Hey, man, we straight mobbing
You know who riding
In the mix like mobsters
Having your partners asking who shot ya
Having a toast 'cause we got ya
Checking your roster, you're in hot water like lobsters
Smoking choppers, who ride us? Godfathers
In the mix like mobsters
Having your partners asking who shot ya
Having a toast 'cause we got ya
Checking your roster, you're in hot water like lobsters
Smoking choppers, who ride us? Godfathers
My conscious is full of mobsters like operas
Don't mess with imposters with the one-time disguise
Try to hit me with the surprise
I stay wise like wise guys, quick to make tongue ties
Issue some issues to fools who don't pay dues
Grab my strap, take 'em out to the back
Give 'em the smack with the bat, you dirty rat
That's how I act, light up a cigar
Blow up a nigga's car
Then gamble with Mingo at the nearest casino
Laced in all aces, black briefcases
Surrounded by Scarfaces like a Sicilian
Don Taylon from dusk to dawn
Any fucking way to get his money on
Mob bossing, proceed with caution
Bump a bitch and get to tossing
Fuck flossing, buy a suit and see the cost and
Buy that shit, see if it fit
And go and floss it on the next hit
In the mix like mobsters
Having your partners asking who shot ya
Having a toast 'cause we got ya
Checking your roster, you're in hot water like lobsters
Smoking choppers, who ride us? Godfathers
In the mix like mobsters
Having your partners asking who shot ya
Having a toast 'cause we got ya
Checking your roster, you're in hot water like lobsters
Smoking choppers, who ride us? Godfathers
See, we organized like criminal-minded Italians
But we black stallions, point out the enemies, get at 'em
Perfect like Adam, scooping up Eve
Spending the whole afternoon fucking, drinking, climbing up trees
Then we speed through the Garden of Eden, you stop breathing
Making it clear to the one-time that we ain't leaving
My money change like the seasons
I blow your face off for no fucking apparent reason
In broad daylight, my whole squad stay tight
Yeah, misplace your homies and lose your life
Welcome to Hell on Earth where the nice guys lose
And you're only as good as the last package that you move
Mary Jane gets abused, you want stripes, you gotta prove it
Nigga, is you ready and willing, really prepared to
Is you scared of the killing?
Swinging through, it's your local neighborhood supervillain
The industry insiders exhibiting the who riders, Godfathers
In the mix like mobsters
Having your partners asking who shot ya
Having a toast 'cause we got ya
Checking your roster, you're in hot water like lobsters
Smoking choppers, who ride us? Godfathers
In the mix like mobsters
Having your partners asking who shot ya
Having a toast 'cause we got ya
Checking your roster, you're in hot water like lobsters
Smoking choppers, who ride us? Godfathers
In the mix like mobsters
Having your partners asking who shot ya
Having a toast 'cause we got ya
Checking your roster, you're in hot water like lobsters
Smoking choppers, who ride us? Godfathers
In the mix like mobsters
Having your partners asking who shot ya
Having a toast 'cause we got ya
Checking your roster, you're in hot water like lobsters
Smoking choppers, who ride us? Godfathers
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