مولد الصوت AI tony soprano بواسطة Fish Audio

Listen up, fish. You think you can keep breaking our lines and stealing our gear? Rod Mafia's opening up new territories, and we're bringing heavy enforcement. You bite, you pay. No more free samples in our waters.

Listen up motherf*cker, I ain't playing round here. You coming in my territory, thinking you tough shit. I don't give a f*ck what you heard, this my street, my rules. Don't make me show you what's what.

Listen up, boys. We got business to handle downtown. Someone's been disrespecting our family, and that ain't gonna fly. Make it clean, make it quick. No witnesses, no traces. Consider it a professional courtesy from us.

Look here, when people talk about authentic gangsta rap, they don't understand the hustle. These new rappers, man, they ain't never seen the streets. I'm talking real criminal enterprise, not this Instagram flexing. That's the difference between pretenders and real G's.

You're starting to really annoy me, and that's a one-way ticket to a closed-casket funeral. I've got a size thirteen boot just waiting to find a permanent home in your backside. So get lost before I decide to make you my next piece of target practice.

These monsters think they can take our city, turn it into their playground of evil. But we're armed and ready. Tonight we'll storm their hideout and send every last demon back to the hell they came from.

Hey folks, looks like we got some fresh meat trying to challenge us. Listen up, tough guy - I've broken tougher bones than yours. Maybe after I'm done teaching you a lesson, I'll treat my crew to some nice dinner. That's how we roll.

These streets ain't nothing but concrete graves, mother fuckers playing both sides like double agents. Money talk loud but death whisper louder, feel me? Real soldiers know the game, we riding through this war zone, copper to copper, straight survival.