Luyện nghe bài hát Made Men

(New shit, Men)
The undisputed Men

[Verse

Ey yo
retreat your betallion quick, before time run out
(Nigga) I see you sweatin', try a reachable gunout
We take no prisoneers, never leavin'
venoms, on contact, my team strikes first
My squad'll attack u in threes, no for darkman
we man standing, who dead man walkin'
five fingers to death, when I clutch
the microphone in my
I know you niggas don't
Play my position, it down just like De Niro
one of the coldest, Mortal Kombat,

I shot the shit outly, the hantle clinch fisted
Don't get it twisted, I'm livin and by the biscuit
But I risk it, I my life, I sacrifice
So fuck y'all twice, thats I'm actin sheist
When pop off, you betta duck when I done
with the automatic and I'm never in the shootin slum
My face isn't the law
in the jigsaw,
I screw and muscle on my six-saw
Bringin it to ya ass, in a way you never it
Yo whole fuckin' staff, who get they wigs
When I'm rushed out, out
verbal
P.D.'s made man
to get off for some action

(You wanna in these streets cousin', every man for themselves)
... when you dealin' with some men
(You wanna in these streets cousin', every man for themselves)
... don't be sleepin' on these men
(You wanna roam in these cousin', every man for themselves)
... when you fuckin' with some men
(You wanna in these streets cousin', every man for themselves)

[Verse

Yo, its warfare, I'm your hair, with a missle
cos I be squezzin' that type of shit up out my
Don't that tone, if you ain't gon' spark the chrome
you shook and ain't got no tests, starts the
Yo, we man of respect, our own dialect
elements surprise, wise guys, skill you ain't yet
I'm on that, hot rock and contact
combat, that can so you contract
casket, with the eight by ten
sittin on top of the
again fuck with made men
Your last breath, the kiss of death, from the
splittin' flesh and I still got a mission

I keep they thinkin' guess and
Mr. Unpredictable, I'm askin', spittin' loogies from my
With niggas that called made man
He grabbin' shit, I grab mine, so now we
Tomorrow never dies, we missionaries
(Come on cops) smokin' hats keeps my visions
My hand nigga be my nickel nine on my ways
never hesitate to pull a gun so now you gotta
These never-minded motherfuckers with
mean I try to hear you, leave those in your heads, man
My man, ok unmistakently
Motherfuckers, who a homicide and never mystery

(You wanna roam in streets cousin', every man for themselves)
... when you dealin' with some men ...