Mafia (feat. Markita) Testo

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Testo Mafia (feat. Markita)

[Markita]

Somebody made me an offer and I accepted

Forever in debted to weapon

Love, honor, and respected

But his image was different than what his character reflected
Word is he’s seven-thirty his hands never dirty

All I know this so called psycho never hurt me

Touch me down to tips, shopping sprees on Fifth

With enough dough that could be carry out on forklifts

Earnt his trust, together till we turn to dust

Until his theory disintegrated and burnt to crust

What? What?



[Kelis]

Death to a soft heart
That’s what I vow to you

The vows I vow to you

Amazing how it’s true

Talk goes on our phone

Just to remind you

That I’m behind you

The FEDS won’t find you



1 - Relax my love

The love I have for you is like the Mafia

For you I’d testify

I’d lie for you of course

Since my love is like the Mafia

And for you I will fight



[Markita]

Mister and Misses, but I wonder where the bliss is

Sealed in blood and Cordion kisses

The shit I witnessed

Would give a bitch morning sickness

Decomposed bodies thrown in the ditches

As for snitches ain’t nothing lower than that

Intentions to squeal on your fam make you low as a rat

Got cappos for flaming at those

Lame ass hoes, so you know next time keep your trap close



[Kelis]

What would you doubt for?

I’d never lie to you

Of course I’d die for you

I’d be your eye for you

My love won’t stop short

I’ll raise our sons for you

I’ll save our ones for you

Load up your guns for you



Repeat 1 (2x)



[Markita]

Riches, tradition niggas once held dear

Let it be known that your name alone spell fear

Gun for gun, hundred to one forget about it

Petty shit, rise above and get up out it

Could give a shit about it

Time to focus a foe

Many lives bought and sold

Fortunes favor the bold

Connected like phone lines

To racketeering to known crimes

Winners turning long shots to gold mines



[Kelis]

The high speed chases

I’ll do them just like you

I’ll give them dust like you

Turn around and bust like you

Then I’ll deserve it

Every time I get high



Repeat 1



You I testify, oh, oh