Goodfella - Miami State Of Mind lyrics

[Intro] That's the Miami state of mind, mu'f**a See, I gotta do it one time for the city that raised me You'll never see me in Miami Beach But if you do it's cause I'm checking out these honeys You feel me? [Verse I] I can't get enough of cinnamon skinned women With bodies so soft as Persian imported linen And they're looking to f** so you know I'm the villain Living with cuties, sinning, moving booties that should be Concealed in a second deadly like weapons, shoot me I'm the type to die in the movie, only d**h can subdue me And the hickies on tities got boyfriends wanting to k** me So got to leave baby, but you know where to get me In the hard knocks where they pop clocks Dabbing the n***as on my block Five-0 parked, who's clocked stopped? Dominican dude dead due to narc ops? They yellow taped the murder scenes The neighbors heard the scream Of a hopeless beauty queen raped by a f**ing fiend Another angel that pa**es heaven's gate so I'm asking The pastor, "is Jesus ama**ing people up in Thugz Mansions?" Everything happens for reasons the reaper's evil's come bashing Through the ma**es of blacks, Hispanics, and gringos laughing f** it, save the ruckus, we kicking the bucket someday Dropping dead like gorgeous women well fed on the runway For now I'm drinking Bombay, adoring Miami's glory See before Ricky Ross slew songs like it was c**aine Or Ace Hood went on tour with Khaled back in ‘08 I was strapped to blow backs, my note pad was gunplay Destroying that n***a that nun's praise – Jesus Christ When I used MIC's crucify any man who you think's too nice [Hook] Announcer – Two Minutes. Dosssssssss Viviani – You vacay in Miami, I bet that you'll die [Why?] Some AK's and mami's, they dress homicide Don't mind my Miami state of mind [Verse II] f** the pleasant sh** watch a peasant spit On lords, kings, fortune 500's for dead presidents Benjamin's and Hamilton's Rip the King of Diamond just to LIV in Mansion, son GoodFella, I'm wrapping any artist worth a hundred grand In body bags, your body's trashed in Collins Ave Your stench is in the air tonight Just stay in the bench n***a I'm playing the whole game tonight Miami hot as hell you'll fail to dwell the Fahrenheit's It's humid out here! You stupid, I fear NO-MAN Want to go toe-to-toe? Know I don't joke when I throw hands The coast knows you's a hoe on coke like Lindsey Lohan Scar-facing the American dream and I'm so dope, man Don't bite the hand that feeds you, feel I need to as po' man Government officials pulling pistols on the court stand And I refuse to dance off rhythm to the system, no chance f** the law, f** it raw and f** you Uncle Sam Riding ‘round with my kinfolk, wilding out since kids fools Freestyle'd it out with Pitbull, I was young man, the issue: Chased cats - tits too, more like a Shiatsu, that's newborn Now gruesome, like a blue nose pit, loose! Things ain't the same with the fame come changes Smashed your main chick I don't know what her name is And I'm in your playlist all from rocking stages Eying ends, the Dade County's D. Wade rhyming and There's no denying it, my state of mind is in Evil Words ignite the pen, my soul pump the Diesel Leaving MC's like weasels under my tires flat Not breathing rewind it back, I redefine Miami rap! [Outro] Pour Corona's burn dosia, and honor dead homies And one time only for the homies that are dead to me Did wrong, dead wrong, fist all clenched up You shlept on the best of Mia- wait, hold up son Is that LeBron? Leave fam! Take your a** to Cleveland One time for the folk though, what them rings say?