Luyện nghe bài hát Made Niggaz

Third ward, New Orleans, to
To the motherfuckin' world,
Mack Dime, Mystikal, and P
know, P, they know, they know, nope, what's up P

Made from the South to the West
Made niggaz from the to the West
Made niggaz from the to the West
Made from the South to the West
Made from the South to the West
niggaz from the South to the West

Give me a chance to ball, put my name on the
How many killas done called, No Limit niggaz stand
'Cuz we, soldiers
off a Hennesy and that doja

Runnin' from the, motherfuckin'
Slangin', tapes like
Nigga, with the big niggaz
chances just to make six figures

No we fuckin', and platinum
Nigga, we made and we rappin'
Nigga, Dime, Mystikal and P
Every rowdy 'bout it, nigga you follow me?

Made niggaz from the South to the
niggaz from the South to the West
Made from the South to the West
Made niggaz the South to the West

Watch me, I'm off, I ain't right
Bitch do you somethin', I ain't wrapped tight
I roll with bullets like [Incomprehensible] and killas Versey
by TC and paid by big Percy

Whole lotta niggaz me
You I'm lying, but I'm not
You who we are
We for war

You ready to die fuckin' with the wide
Say your prayers, niggaz shottin', Hallelujah
Gotta these niggaz from runnin' they dick lickers
We self big niggaz, killin' these bitch niggaz

We chasin', goin' platinum, in the gangstafied fashion
Made niggaz the south to the west done hooked up with Mack 10
Gotta get real this shit that's the only way shit gon' happen
We made now, we was gangstas then

Made niggaz from the South to the
Made niggaz from the to the West
Made niggaz from the South to the
Made niggaz the South to the West

From to the NO, Mystikal, Mack and P
No soldiers, Hoo Bangin' see we got the Recipe
I stay nigga, with a vest strapped and all
Hit the rizzo and ball from LA to the Mardi

No discrimination, hittin' to amigos
compact discs like they kilos
A hustler, recognize another nigga with scrilla
Game recognize game, and killas killas

aim to loose, always wanna be a winner
Transactions in New Orleans Jambalaya dinner
what you say you want, that's it, that's what you get you can't switch
'Cuz shock you nigga, and make Mia shoot your bitch

We tatted up, up, the jewels glare
Make the haters stop and stay, "How we do there?"
See Mack and Master P, been up to seven
Hoo Bangin' and No Limit, two sets of niggaz

Made from the South to the West
Made niggaz from the South to the
Made niggaz from the to the West
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