El Stilo De Mafia Lyrics

My enemies know it's on
My homies know that it's on
I'm on tour my hoes miss me
They want me to come home
Yeah they know I came from the bottom
These shows I came from the bottom
I'm fantasizing bout having babies
With snow da product

Bitches know that this is my ground
Got my soldiers all this sideline
Susho's my religion bitch, I don't need to cosign
I fuck with pe pito the ratchet hoes
Fuck being the ratchet
Got em fuckin em, and suckin em
And I don't even know magic
My life is full of that drama, I didn't vote for obama
They deported some of my soldiers
Now we gotta go to tijuana
I buck my music with the sound
And that's el stilo de mafia

El stilo de mafia, el stilo de mafia
Cocaine, bad bitches, el stilo de mafia
Got the musicos playing, el stilo de mafia
Drug money imported, el stilo de mafia
They grow that shit in mexico
They got that shit in mexico
The plug in mexico
They learned that shit form mexico

Thank god for the color blue
Thank god for my whole crew
Thank god to these bitches
Who fuck with us and don't fuck with you
Pulled up and they talk about it
Now I'ma lend me the gun automatic
I let em know I'm mexican
Motherfucker, I'm proud about it
Allergic to these wanna bee's,
Mob life, who wants beef
Put holes all in your body
Make you look like a negative fun and rings
Tell your whole family, tell your big cousin
Write a letter to your home boys that been busting
I buck my music with the sound
And that's el stilo de mafia

El stilo de mafia, el stilo de mafia
Cocaine, bad bitches, el stilo de mafia
Got the musicos playing, el stilo de mafia
Drug money imported, el stilo de mafia
They grow that shit in mexico
They got that shit in mexico
The plug in mexico
They learned that shit form mexico.