Luyện nghe bài hát Made Niggaz

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

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

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

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

Boom, I enter the room, in the air
All you hear is the whispers of doom, niggaz
They 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 sprayed quicker
'em all let em understand my plot to get richer
Much more than six figures, a made nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

I can't be touched 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 'cause I predicted what's gon' happen
I began the paper, at those
Who be paper snatchin', will emerge like in the 80's

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

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

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

Til' he still and chill, the real dea
l feel, a made when I was young 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 'cause get mine

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

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

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

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

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

Makaveli the Don, I'm gone, I maintain
My army of lunatics that armed
Til' the day I die, be remembered as a paid nigga
Outlaw to the grave, a made nigga

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

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

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

You what time it is, Daz Dillinger
Kurupt, Young
(Ha, ha, ha, Westside made beotch)

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

We got a of niggaz here
got guns in their car, they've got weed, they've got money
They're with a lot of women, what should we do sarge?
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