El Stilo de Mafia lyrics

My enemies know its on
My homies know that its on
I'm on tour, my hoes miss me
They want me to come home
Yea they know, I came from the bottom
It shows I came from the bottom
I'm fantasizing about having babies, with Snow Tha Product
b*tches know that this is my prime, got my soldiers on the sideline
Sucios my religion b*tch, I don't need a co-sign
I f*ck with [?] Bito the ratchet hoes
f*ck [?]
Got em, f*cken 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

[Chorus]
Gerardo Ortiz..that Roberto Tapia
I bump my music with the sound
And that estilo de mafia
(estilo de mafia)
(estilo de mafia)
Cocaine, bad b*tches
(estilo de mafia)
Got the musicos playing
(estilo de mafia)
Drug money imported
(estilo de mafia)
They grow that sh*t in Mexico..
They got that sh*t from Mexico..
The plug's up in Mexico..
They learned that sh*t from Mexico..

Thank god for the color blue, thank god for my whole crew
Thank god to these bad b*tches who f*ck with us
& don't f*ck with you, pulled up and they talk about it
9mm gun automatic, I let em know
I'm Mexican, motherf*cker I'm proud about it
Allergic to these wannabes, mob life who wants beef?
Put holes all in your body, make you look like a bag of them Funyun rings
Tell your whole family, tell your big cousin
Write a letter to your homeboys that been busted

[Chorus]
Gerardo Ortiz..that Roberto Tapia
I bump my music with the sound
And that estilo de mafia
(estilo de mafia)
(estilo de mafia)
Cocaine, bad b*tches
(estilo de mafia)
Got the musicos playing
(estilo de mafia)
Drug money imported
(estilo de mafia)