Luyện nghe bài hát Made Niggaz

No man separate we create
Unstoppable, untouchable, motherfuckin' worldwide mob
Row at it's finest

M.O.B., thug for motherfuckin' life made niggaz
We comin' after these niggaz,
Feel me, the Don

My in exchange for yours, born hated as a thug
House full of babies cryin' from a lack of gettin'
Ain't nobody me shit, 'til I got a sack of drugs
Had the block sewn up, 'cause I learned to pack a gun, do you me?

World do ya me? Catch a risin' star
Fuck the love, fear me
Got these niggaz runnin' all wild my double, I
When we ride is sho' to die

Boom, once I the room, in the air
All you is the whispers of doom, niggaz scared
They wanna see me head on..
of all the busters that I had to leave dead and gone

Call a grave digga, fuckin' a made nigga, M.O.B.
Gunfire gettin' sprayed
Fuck 'em all let em my plot to get richer
more than six figures, a motherfuckin' made nigga

(Can you me?)
A motherfuckin' made
I got a to get richer, take my picture
A nigga

Nigga, I was on the streets, I had to hustle just to eat
My role model was killin' niggaz so I know, I would be weak
They got me sittin' wonderin', where my begins
These niggaz crossed my den my father crossed them

'Cause I roll with Immortal niggaz
And my number one plan to kill a man to grab a and drug niggaz
Niggaz don't like us because they straight love us
The President told us to leave, 'cause the government want us

It's Napolean, I get my out of sin
And seein' blood spill shit
'Cause I it at the beginnin'
A nigga

How many niggaz fall in ya
Gunnin' 'em down for last minute that I spent in prison
We together, plus we get cash together
Blast whenever it don't last forever

only one way out and one way in
Motherfuckers cross and get out, never made men
We excuses to loot, cock, and shoot
Blow the roof off groups like [unverified] Rachmel Raouf [unverified]

I can't be 'cause of the weapons I clutch
And the niggaz I'm under
Is too much
We niggaz

Picture the scenery 'cause for now you gon' to imagine
Call me a prophet I predicted what's gon' happen
I began the paper, stackin' at
Who be snatchin', will emerge like crack in the 80's

Baby, maybe, that's if I
But I became official since the start of this, Edi
Born July, 7th a few eyes
Precious but gave me they hate, to cherish

But still I made it, a made made by the game
for war, my aim is simple and plain
Yeah whether 'caine, or these tracks made for your brain
You'll know my name, Edi Amin

I ain't the line, my strap, not head
There be none of that
The young hog, K-Dog playin', Outlaw Immortal
With the criminal skill, they cannot beat me a

Til' he still and chill, recognize the dea
l feel, a nigga made when I was young and
a gun but it pays so I'm bustin' for fun
And the outcome be the same every time
We all gon' die, get yours I'ma get mine

Tha Outlawz, we be the Don Juan's of this shit
baptize your mind while paralyze the public
With my mentality of war, bodies and silence give it to ya raw
Thug nigga to the

The results of livin' poor, got me thinkin' on a made
Shootin' my gauge to get paid, a fuckin' crazed
Mash shit from to there day by day, year to year
Made niggaz on ya tear, I'm a made nigga

Ha, ha, ha call me a Bad Boy killer murder daily
Know the feds trail me, so my Makaveli
lessons from niggaz in penitentiaries
Game, when applied help me several centuries

me in a cage I'll display my rage
Surround the buildin' with the gage and spray
wonder if I'll go when I'm finally sentenced
On my knees to God, for repentance

I'm convinced, that I'm a
They got me fiendin' for my cash like a when he dreams of drugs
Diss and I'll kidnap your daughter
Kill your wife and hit the funeral and tell you who gave the order

the Don, til' I'm gone, I maintain
My of lunatics that stay armed
the day I die, I'll be remembered as a paid nigga
Outlaw to the grave, a motherfuckin' made

Can you feel me? closer, ha, ha, ha
Get into the of a made niggaI can't be touched
My adversaries, get fucked, me?
Multimillionaire dreams, all I is the cream

I my shit to the fiends, all the bitches scream
Come and see, to see a nigga
The Outlawz, The Don
Hussein Fatal, Edi Amin, Kastro, Napolean,

Mussolini, M.O.B., I this out to my niggaz on the streets
The motherfuckin, made
All my niggas on Death Row, Tha Dogg
Tha Doggfather, and all his

You know time it is, Daz Dillinger
Kurupt, Young
(Ha, ha, ha, Westside niggaz beotch)

Uh, sarge, uh
got uh Tupac Shakur
Uh, Fatal, Hussein
Uh, Kastro,

We got a of niggaz here
They've got guns in their car, they've got weed, got money
They're with a lot of black women, what should we do
Uh, I let 'em go, I repeat, let 'em go

They're niggaz let 'em go
But, but they've got guns, they've got weed
I let 'em go
Alright, you can go, I'm sorry