Made Men

Made Men - No Matter What lyrics

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[Intro: Whispered]

It's that type of thing right here

Yeah



Vacant Lot dumb niggas!

Make it hot dumb niggas!

Made Men dumb niggas!

No matter what what!



Vacant Lot dumb niggas!

We make it hot dumb niggas!

Made Men dumb niggas!

No matter what don't shoot



[Hook]

Talk shit but no matter what

Y'all know that y'all won't win

Go for your gun nigga what

Y'all can't fuck with Made Men

Talk shit but no matter what

Y'all know that y'all won't win

Go for your gun nigga what(Benzino)

Y'all can't fuck with Made Men



[Benzino]

No matter who you are you heard of the name

Let me introduce(nigga what)

Clear the way let these macks let loose

If we can't say this shit right now

We should leave

Or get it on right here

See who's first to bleed

There's nothin' you can do

That ain't been done

Like bein' stabbed with a knife or maybe shot with a gun

My mission in life to make you move

Not stoppin' you

It's very possible my Made Men are hot



[Mr.Gzus]

Yo, yo,

Gzus of Made Men feel the tantrum

See any man come

Whipped out the biscuit see many man run

When the gun feel the slug spit(Blow!)

You in the Devil's hands

When we on some murder shit

You don't stand a chance

Under the mug shit

Thug shit

Never sleep strapped on the low with the .38 snub heat

Playing some music on the .44

These MC niggas screaming battles my platoon want war



[Antonio Twice Thou]

I comes Hell or high water

Nine double and Luger

Premium Triton lick shots in my coop, uh

Twin shooter

Feel my vein's runnin' cold but

Save my life

I look in your eyes and show no love

No judge

I realease verdicts through my clip

Hot gun powder burns on my wrist and hip

Body bags and homi' tags

The deaf tone look retro

Is payback my tech blow

Fatal through Your chest, yo



[Hook]

Talk shit but no matter what

Y'all know that y'all won't win

Go for your gun nigga what

Y'all can't fuck with Made Men

Talk shit but no matter what

Y'all know that y'all won't win

Go for your gun nigga what

Y'all can't fuck with Made Men



[Antonio Twice Thou]

Squeeze keep it rough on a drug dealer budget

Slugs peel your nugget

Fuck around and feel this rough shit

Snub shit

With hot rocks to penetrate y'all

Lake all the squads brawl

nigga this ain't paintball

Ain't y'all them killers that were screamin' bloody murder?

You heard of Twice Thou and his work with a lovely burner

I blast for the i-con

Black python

Blowin' barrel

Waiting in the shadow to spit at you



[Benzino]

As my world turns

One life to live let my heat burn

Not concerned with those who oppose me

Demand respect from all those who know me

Pose a threat

You ain't seen nothin' yet

We certified coneseuirs

At this war shit

Flesh eating carnivours

Squeeze four fifths

Smokin' on a pound of raw

With a bad bitch

Fuck around with Benzino and get blasted



[Mr.Gzus]

Look in his eyes he scared to die

(Fuck him let him fry)

I never seen a man cry

Till his life is flashin' by

Satanic niggas pullin' gigantic triggers

Broke with no hope of ever seein' dollar figures

I know the real killers

The real thugs

The real niggas gettin' cheese

True G's and you ain't none of these

I rep five sets to the fullest with a live tech

And stay grimy like I'm always in the projects



[Hook]

Talk shit but no matter what

Y'all know that y'all won't win

Go for your gun nigga what

Y'all can't fuck with Made Men

Talk shit but no matter what

Y'all know that y'all won't win

Go for your gun nigga what

Y'all can't fuck with Made Men
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