Made Men
Made Men - No Matter What songtekst
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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