Young Dro — Grand Hustle Mafia

[Intro] Khao Man, you know these niggas watch us, man (Real shit) I said, Khao, they watchin' us, man (Young Dro) But they know this shit mafia! They gon' love this shit here, man Check, ay [Chorus] Ay look! Ain't no stoppin' us, Grand Hustle Mafia One phone call, now the morgue on top of ya What you know 'bout shark meat, squid and tilapia? [?] clock it up, I know them haters watchin' us Grand Hustle Mafia, we way on the top of ya Alligator dark meat, caviar, we mafia One phone call, now the morgue on top of ya Suckas can't copy us, I know them haters watchin' us [Verse 1] Ain't no stoppin' us, Grand Hustle Mafia Mercedes coupe, I got three 6's like the Mafia One phone call and now the morgue on top of ya What you know 'bout shark meat, perch and tilapia? Evеrybody watchin' us and everybody jockin' us One don't shinе, bitch, everybody popular! Pimp Squad ride hard, foreign car poppin' up Yeah, man, we got you, bruh, Grand Hustle copier Screens start flippin' and you know my top missin' I got the ruler with me, nigga, 29 inches My paint start drippin', I'm Gorilla Wood grippin' I'm comin' down tippin', me and 3rd on a mission Show floor Cutlass fit, Stingray engine The pockets of the Mafia, a hundred, hundred with me Cartier fit the 20 with my pinky, wrist chillin' Light-headed niggas start chicka-chicka-checkin' [Chorus] Ay look! Ain't no stoppin' us, Grand Hustle Mafia One phone call, now the morgue on top of ya What you know 'bout shark meat, squid and tilapia? [?] clock it up, I know them haters watchin' us Grand Hustle Mafia, we way on the top of ya Alligator dark meat, caviar, we mafia One phone call, now the morgue on top of ya Suckas can't copy us, I know them haters watchin' us [Verse 2] OK, I know the Feds watchin' us, they tappin' me, they after me Hannah in the 'Lac with me and Dolly in the back with me [?] the V, hoes can't believe I'm talkin' Japanese Bankhead nigga, up in Germany they ask for me K, I'm more than a rapper, B, I do a lil' actin', B Get a brick for 10, I'll do a lil' trappin', B Ralph Lauren model, put the Polo on clasically Bright colors, watch me, I'm fresher than a drop V What you know 'bout Pappadeaux alligator dark meat Shrimp, calamari, fish cod on the barbie My broad look like Barbie, daughter got about a G Dro got it, nigga, Casa Nostra, play your part, B Bitch, we all got a hundred thousand-dollar Harley The feds thought they gunned me, I'm out, bitch, one week! Out before the sunset, under the shade of palm trees Grand Hustle Mafia, my game well-toned, G! [Chorus] Ay look! Ain't no stoppin' us, Grand Hustle Mafia One phone call, now the morgue on top of ya What you know 'bout shark meat, squid and tilapia? [?] clock it up, I know them haters watchin' us Grand Hustle Mafia, we way on the top of ya Alligator dark meat, caviar, we mafia One phone call, now the morgue on top of ya Suckas can't copy us, I know them haters watchin' us [Verse 3] Ay, [?] fam, Burke Rental Trans Am Your bitch [?], we gone [?] She fuckin' with the man there, my fish don't hit the pan there Raw shit, good sushi [?] chain, hands down Amsterdam flight, matter of fact I'm 'bout to land now Pimp Squad boys got a mansion, what you said now? Ain't shit changed, still got them choppers layin' round To the morgue I'm married, I'm 'bout to go to Paris [?] Larry, you know I keep a bad bitch Your hoes look like rat shit, toes got that plaque shit While you lovin' track tricks, I ride like a trooper do Paint the Chevy silver blue and show you what the roof'll do Thought it was a hard top, when it come apart, drop Ice cubes, remember, different whips, still chicken pot Really hot, nigga think he hotter but he really not One phone call to the morgue, we'll clear it out! [Chorus] Ay look! Ain't no stoppin' us, Grand Hustle Mafia One phone call, now the morgue on top of ya What you know 'bout shark meat, squid and tilapia? [?] clock it up, I know them haters watchin' us Grand Hustle Mafia, we way on the top of ya Alligator dark meat, caviar, we mafia One phone call, now the morgue on top of ya Suckas can't copy us, I know them haters watchin' us [Outro] Check this out, man You know how this shit go, man, you know this shit get mafia on your head so quick, man I'm on, man I got piranhas that'll eat you Hood hood, do it, do it, do it Ay, do it, do it, do it Grand Hustle Mafia We good, good good Do it, do it, do it Do it, do it, do it Hey


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