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letra de mafia music - madgic

[intro]
n-ggas just don’t understand the story
[?] motherf-cker
yeah, turn the-turn the mic up for me though one time
turn that sh-t up, yeah
yeah
madlib f-ckin’ crazy bro
i’m doing a whole, we did this whole album in a f-ckin’ night, dog
that’s what’s crazy
whole album in a night, bruh
[?] was telling me how, [?] was telling me the real story about how, uh, he had dropped off these cd’s to kanye’s engineer
i don’t even know if we can say that
when kanye tweeted that sh-t he was like “yo, madlib just dropped off a bunch of cd’s and the beats
it was f-ckin’ [?] bro, that’s the man behind the madgic right there
yo, f-ck…
y’all thought i was gonna rap, right?
nah, when you f-ckin’ with madlib you gotta f-ck him up
they think you comin’ in
ayo, check it, i been on the…
here it is right here

[verse 1]
f-ck the bullsh-t, we out here getting money and more sh-t
i used to steal from target and so did gamestop
leave you like leo in departed, you better f-ckin’ stop
mafia music, i live the life, i don’t choose it
no i could never abuse it
it chose me, i don’t refuse it
retired but i’m rapping everyday, i can’t lose it
man, i love when my wife f-ck slow after a night of tequila and some n0bu cut roll, uh-oh
you know the boy too cut throat
i’m high on life, f-ck though
but i might sip a scotch while the haters get hot
f-ck you, kick rocks like
[interlude]
yeah, smoke it if you got it

[verse 2]
pull up in a whip, feeling good, feeling out the hood
finally getting money like a real one should
i’ma take a sip, get a little lit
back in a bit, meditate, i think i should
no we ain’t friends, got me on ten
picking up the pen, got a homie doing life in the pen
run it back, run it right back like a running back
i remember [?] heater in the backpack
one time coming for the boy [?]
never had a family to fill this void
[?] if i said it it’s real
never had sh-t, never got sh-t
never had cable, i couldn’t never watch sh-t
now we on top b-tch, put it on god b-tch
your sh-t garbage, better pay homage

[interlude]
ayo, alright

[verse 3]
jonah hill just interrupted me at dinner to tell me he was a really big fan, god d-mn
yo, tell me what is my life, fam
he started rapping my sh-t, i started clapping and sh-t
legacy records, we coming straight back to this b-tch, uh
guess you can say i got the money ball
they say when it rains it pours, look at this money fall, yeah
new york city on a tuesday
i’m the reincarnated sinatra, f-ck what you say
ayo, my c-notes run long like luciano pavarotti
once you on my level everybody claim illuminati
experience the d and she go body
good girl but love to get naughty probably
fifty m’s, i got fifty m’s
but lowkey i remember when
couldn’t afford bus money to chill with my friends
i used to rock the low top, now it’s high-end
ellen degeneres is my friend
might pull a muscle from all this flexing
me and j.j. abrams just got finished texting
yo, ayo, before i hit the session, life is such a blessing
sonning these rappers like a father in confession
shorty say “go deep” like hail mary
step in the booth and i ain’t messing
grip the mic, i’m the rudest
run up on me, watch me whip out the piece like a buddhist
[outro]
keep it rockin’

- madgic

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