Luyện nghe bài hát Made Niggaz

No man what we create
Unstoppable, untouchable, motherfuckin' worldwide mob
Death Row at finest

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

My life in exchange for yours, born hated as a
House of babies cryin' from a lack of gettin' love
nobody tell me shit, 'til I got a sack of drugs
Had the block sewn up, I learned to pack a gun, do you feel me?

World do ya hear me? a risin' star
Fuck the love, niggaz 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
don't wanna see me head on..
Think of all the busters that I had to leave and gone

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

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

Nigga, I was raised on the streets, I had to just to eat
My role was killin' niggaz so I know, I would never be weak
They got me sittin' wonderin', my life begins
These niggaz crossed my den my father crossed them

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

Napolean, I get my pleasure out of sin
And seein' spill ain't shit
'Cause I seen it at the
A made

How many niggaz in ya vision?
Gunnin' 'em down for every last that I spent in prison
We mash together, plus we get together
Blast whenever knowin' it don't last

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

I be touched 'cause of the weapons I clutch
And the niggaz that I'm
Is just too
We niggaz

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

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

But still I made it, a made nigga made by the
Made for war, my aim is simple and
whether it's 'caine, or these tracks made for your brain
You'll forever my name, Edi Amin

I ain't the line, my strap, not head
There will be of that
The hog, K-Dog playin', Outlaw Immortal combat
With the skill, they cannot beat me a nigga

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

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

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

Ha, ha, ha call me a Bad Boy killer murder daily
Know the trail me, so my alias Makaveli
Gettin' lessons from niggaz in
Game, when applied help me survive several

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

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

Makaveli the Don, 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 made nigga

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

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

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

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

Uh, sarge, uh
We've got uh Tupac
Uh, Fatal, Hussein
Uh, Kastro,

We got a bunch of niggaz
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

made niggaz let 'em go
But, but sarge they've got guns, got weed
I let 'em go
Alright, you guys can go, I'm