Yeah, uh   In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land y'all   Where loyalty is everything   The M.A.F.I.A. forgives but never forgets   Let me tell you      In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land where there's one boss and one clan   Yes mans, they surround us like steaks in pans   All 'em wanna be the man right hands wash the left hands   Loyalty's priority in this fam   Where life's initiated ain't no givin' it back   Once you in it like Bennet you'll soon be lieutenant   Like me the Don Juan, Miss Yvonne   The sweat-a the money gett-a, copin mad cheddar      Stevie's all wondering how I got in this position   One day Frank was fishin' for competition expidition   Number one, his name is Barry Madanno   Push the phat Milano '96 mission cost ya barizano   I lay gently in the Bently through binoculars he seemed popular   Givincci socks Cartier coolats   H-class rocks and charms like Bohemians   Sick like lukemians, receding hairlines      Watch how genuine his gold mine decline   When Frank pops the wine, I cocks the nine   Niggas peeped it from behind and slipped their clips in quick   One chick named Nick thought she was the shit   Tried to play Big Poppa, don't worry   Minutes before I dropped her the blow, blow, blow   Like a parole the bitch violated   So how you like it, coffins or cremated      There ain't a day in my life that rolls by   That I don't get high, sit back and won't cry   I used to roll hard with tons of bitches   But now it's just me and my niggas, whah   There ain't a day in my life that rolls by   That I don't get high, sit back and won't cry   I used to roll hard with tons of bitches   But now it's just me and my niggas, whah      Street murders, thug parasites, we official no fake gators   Coppin' fire arms with dug missles, we leavin' scar tissue   That nigga Barry still aggy about that slut   Mob nigga what, threw the gang sign up   The nigga chuckles, just slip the loot   On my belt buckles and cracked his middle nuckles   Damn how could a deal for a couple mill   Result to such violence and throw our whole shit off balance      Yet still, they pat me down from all angles   Trapped inside this devil's triangle like Bo I had the Jangles   And movin' slow to slide up on these Mexicans   One cross eyed and hunchbacked, the other must be mixed with black   The third nigga had missin' teeth and tatto tear drops   Long hair, chest for like a bag of rocks before this chops   I grabbed the keys to locks, the jewels and the rocks   The cream in the box, etc., etc., etc. and it don't stop   I got away with everything, the cash and the stash      There ain't a day in my life that rolls by   That I don't get high, sit back and won't cry   I used to roll hard with tons of bitches   But now it's just me and my niggas, whah   There ain't a day in my life that rolls by   That I don't get high, sit back and won't cry   I used to roll hard with tons of bitches   But now it's just me and my niggas, whah      So now I'm titled mission acomplished   My man was astonished   He looked as if there was a foul aroma in the air   Stinkin', I know what this nigga thinkin'   Damn, she's too little, too pretty, too quiet   The bitch is hired, mob's wife for life   Diamond heist with Trife, contracts on your life   We increase the price, uh   So guess who the bitch is, but for now I be the mistress      There ain't a day in my life that rolls by   That I don't get high, sit back and won't cry   I used to roll hard with tons of bitches   But now it's just me and my niggas, whah   There ain't a day in my life that rolls by   That I don't get high, sit back and won't cry   I used to roll hard with tons of bitches   But now it's just me and my niggas, whah