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[Chorus] We the undisputed, the most wanted, the most hated Most niggaz never squeeze, they overated You fascinated by the way my clan made it Classic limited edition, Made Men on a mission We out performin, perform for the bitches and the thug niggaz We slug niggaz while the FEDs try to bug niggaz Move confidental, i'm layin in your back yard my nine clamp hard, Made Men rap hard [Verse 1] I'm killin you with 12 cylinders of raw rap puff dat, before I scarf gats, through your hard hat run circles around your favorite rap star push a black car, horse power like NASCAR sip Heinikkens, puff lime green with hash she's, madd deep sash heep under the back seat, actually all the beef shit, put to sleep quick when i squeeze this, 3 fifth, leave you breatless portable gunz, exceptional caps and clips grab the mack, lick off slugs for this rappin shit melt down your compound, put a jerry thing in your village the illest in this game of code killas break handcuffs then i rock'em like a braclet clipin wild out, on some glock in your face shit Letras de cancionesthe first camp, crew thick out the pit stop if you ain't up on that check your hit..... cold hands from the cold steel hot head from the hot lead stuff from the old sheild, ghetto appeal thug nigga type of anthem, get a Mill. 4 ransom then i spend it all on brands son [chorus] [Verse 2] It's the fastest gun in the East, never the least Put down my heat, fill up my hands in beef pop in the madd clip, hopin out the flag chip up in the club, tryin to bag shit, go bags to rich Full switch, only have more chicks on my dick I spits on them shits emcees be wanna fuck wit No caholnes, don't come fuckin with me Hombres My crome blaze, uncontolably on your homies Antonio, christed out, nice style more than ever, pull a beretta I bought my leather, squeeze the level Thought you'd never, fuck with a Made Man With doe show, when it comes to the strap, i'm bicostal, your gullabull You and your boys be in your room bangin on books We castle like a wolf move in, leave you shook and shakin, any moo you make nigga i'm takin 2-11 strong, i'm shapin no conversation this gun talk diolauge, I spit fire dog Murder for hire dog until I retire dog You wanna lock horns with 2 thou., make sure your physically fit A mack hit, it's that Made Men shit [chorus x2] From Letras Mania