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Made Niggaz

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

MOB, thug for motherfuckin' life motherfuckin' made niggaz
We comin' after these niggaz, worldwide
Feel me, Makaveli the Don

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

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

Boom, once I enter the room, in the air
All you hear is the whispers of doom, niggaz scared
They don't wanna see me head on..
Think of all the busters that I had to leave dead and gone

Call a grave digga, fuckin' with a made nigga, MOB
Gunfire gettin' sprayed quicker
Fuck 'em all let em understand my plot to get richer
Much more than six figures, a motherfuckin' made nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The results of livin' poor, got me thinkin' on a

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