Luyện nghe bài hát Made Niggaz

Third ward, New Orleans, to
To the world, nigga
Dime, Mystikal, and Master P
They know, P, they know, they know, nope, up P

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

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

Runnin' from the, rollers
Slangin', tapes cola
Nigga, hangin' with the big
Penitentiary just to make six figures

No we fuckin', gold and
Nigga, we made and we rappin'
Nigga, Dime, Mystikal and P
rowdy 'bout it, nigga won't you follow me?

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

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

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

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

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

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

From Inglewood to the NO, Mystikal, and P
No Limit soldiers, Hoo see we got the Recipe
I stay ready nigga, with a vest and all
Hit the rizzo and from LA to the Mardi Gras

No discrimination, hittin' blacks to
Slangin' compact discs they kilos
A real hustler, recognize another nigga with
Game recognize game, and killas killas

Never aim to loose, wanna be a winner
Transactions in New Orleans over Jambalaya
'Cuz what you say you want, that's it, that's what you get you switch
'Cuz Silkk'll shock you nigga, and Mia shoot your bitch

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

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