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Made men, motherfucker L O X, motherfucker (2x) yeah, yeah, runnin' your mouth i have you with a gun in your mouth two in your throat look now your son is in doubt whether or not he should think of pullin his glock matter of fact my nigga got a gun to his back squeeze three, turn him around and give him a smack take the joint off his waist and hit him with that shit is for real, so all my niggas get in and chill name the bullets that'll kill-it's a nigga with will just give me the word, all my niggas get in with ?? im from the hood so i'll sit on the curb, nigga ya heard? die in the war, i'll probably resurrect on the floor then get up yellin for more, bangin the four nigga we may touch more niggas than AIDS bust my gun at the sun just to sit in the shade we livin it up, got big niggas sit in the truck sick in they house, dyin with they dick in they mouth pitch and i swing you oughta be kissing my ring im doing my thing, lawyer money outta the bing you goin' either be a coward or king, cream of the crop one phone call and the needles'll pop lovin the wealth, fuck it I'm a do it myself for my juvenile niggas, stay pen niggas, lox niggas and made men niggas From Letras Mania