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Made Ni++az

アーティスト:Master P 

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Third ward, New Orleans to Inglewood To the motherfuckin' world, nigga Mack Dime (What's up my nigga?) Mystikal and Master P. (They know, P, they know, they know) (What's up, P?) Made niggaz from the south to the west Made niggaz from the south to the west Made niggaz from the south to the west Made niggaz from the south to the west Made niggaz from the south to the west Made niggaz from the south to the west Give me a chance to ball, put my name on the wall How many killas done called, No Limit niggaz stand tall 'Cuz we, mercenary soldiers, gone off a Hennessey and that doja Runnin' from the motherfuckin' rollers, slangin' tapes like cola Nigga, hangin' with the big niggaz Penitentiary chances just to make six figures No we fuckin' gold and platinum Nigga, we made niggaz and we rappin' Nigga, Mack Dime, Mystikal and P Every rowdy 'bout it, nigga, won't you follow me? Made niggaz from the south to the west Made niggaz from the south to the west Made niggaz from the south to the west Made niggaz from the south to the west Watch me, I'm throwed off, I ain't right Bitch, I'll do you somethin', I ain't wrapped tight I roll with bullets like [Incomprehensible] and killas like Versey Managed by TC and paid by big Percy Whole lotta niggaz with me, you think I'm lying but I'm not You know who we are, we ready for war You ready to die fuckin' with the wide Tchoupitoulas Say your prayers, them niggaz shottin', Hallelujah Gotta stop these niggaz from runnin', they dick lickers We self made big niggaz, killin' these bitch niggaz We paper chasin', goin'


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