Thug Lordz - Made Men lyrics

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Thug Lordz - Made Men lyrics

[k**a Tay] I'm at the point of no return, f** what you talkin' I want money like Big Worm, I ain't tryin' to get burned I learned the hard way so now everyday is a holiday It's dirty, but it's the game that we gotta play It's all the same from L.A. to the Bay ??? full of pot heads chasin' the pain They say the streets ain't safe, so everybody ride strapped up ??? got it locked, locked the block it's like that I got goons posted up at the room Still coming home smellin' like gun powder and perfume Still real from the womb to the tomb I bring goons, still riding, signing autographs shining like the moon Step wrong,I light up your life like Pat Goon Don Dada when the gat boom Read the headlines, n***as doin' fed time stuck in the prison That ain't livin', I know you probly felt like snitchin' But read what you saw that's what the good book tell us If you ain't M-O-B, you either shook or you jealous Cause we ain't playin' with Pellut Guns, you s**as keep bumpin' ya guns So now you finally gettin' f**ed like Nuns It's halocaust, we gon' hall 'em off All that floss got you headed on a one way trip to a coffin f** talkin' I'm walkin' front line with Bo Until my shine don't glow or it's my time to go But... (Talking about the Mafia) [Yukmouth] Geah.. n***a Spark the ganja up, H2 Tonka truck 26 deep dish make my sh** look like a monster truck Gettin' swallowed up by a gangsta b**h, Gobble up Y'all be givin' dollas up for p**y, b**hes sponsor us In the Mob we trust it's the Mafia, La Kosta Nostra Lots of Coke and lots of Doja, Lots of Souljas Mobstas focus, in drops and Rovers Front work to the block controlla, let him rock 'n roll ya Carson Daly, flossin' daily, and drive Mercedes it ain't all gravy f** y'all pay me, cross the Mob lose your broad and baby Police they all hate me, I ball like McGrady And I'm the one like "Neo", still Desert Eagle Keep throwin' bricks like Shaquille at a free throw Yuk and C-Bo the sequel Made n***as that'll have ya wacked like the Beatle in Casino n***a... (Talking about the Mafia) [C-Bo] Got the Benz on 20's, the Porsche on 19's 10 Millimeter clips extended to 19's Ya never ever cross a k**a that's like me Tank top, white tee, jeans and Nike's Bangin' since the first day Reagen got elected Yeah, since the first day AIDS got detected I ain't got a problem with touchin' or bustin' it's nothin' Like AIDS, ya get it like ??? Huston The vest won't protect ya, it just slow ya down Let the gauge racket go up, bet it blow you down When it come to my money don't play ho You'll have us on your a** like the attack of the k**er tomatos I was born with a halo, turned into horns Said I was evil my every step would burn through the floor I'm tired of life, my every turn is to the morgue Ya little sister grew up in church and turned into a who*e... (Talking about the Mafia)