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Big Mike - Made Men lyrics
[Big Mike] Lets lock it up whut,whut Hit the street nigga I been watching these gotti niggaz for while now I like they style and I like they style now I like the way they travel close like a family,huh Tightly knitted, well-known band of G's I'm for that cheese I did a couple of jobs for em, some mob shit I kill a ride for Lied for em, in the process I made some paper stacks Wanted to chill but was a lil to late for that On the real they say they like the way I twirk it Flat book style made dollars coming from dirt quick Gold tooth smile, they had a vacancy in the outfit Were these the type of cats I wanna be down with Don't fuck around with it Something was kinda telling me, But it seems curiousity got the best of me Slip through the seams, cuz cream I'm one of the paid men Remember the days when I was nuthin but a slave then Some niggaz came in the days when Between them all, I balled and always stayed pen Tried not to fall on my toes I had to stay partner Cuz when you fall is when these muthafuckin snakes gotcha Right or wrong, now is it wrong for me to roll this way Is it for me to put paper away for colder days What would say, cold ass questions I had to ask myself Wasn't trying to give way to soul just to have some wealth My cause advanced thats how they came to me Temptation all through my life had me claiming shit Now blaming me for misleading the younger heads Wondering if I might be out there on the run from feds Who else be dead, hard to say partner to many faces Keep ballin outta town, in unfamiliar places I'm starting to hate this shit I thought I once loved to death I thought I'd be around to day when there was nuthin Looking all sad at times just might be the death of me, huh Outta line will niggaz have respect for me Like Mike B had ??? adreneline, to main from northline My niggaz cut in short time Niggaz who been down for figures I promised Take a wheel took me around all these unfamiliar streets Blowin sweets,huh gazing a thiefs, black laquer flows Lavish ass bus sitting just for tours, cash for ??? Muthafuckas telling me that the world is yours At the time I couldn't figure if these niggaz hearts were pure Were they fuckin with me mentally or was it my destiny That this click right here just happen to be meant for me If they had love would it show itself it due time Crystal camera sorted like a shoe shine New era, new ideas bout to come to life But is the right year what really was instore for Mike Which way shall roll take left or move another right Will I find happiness or will I meet my death tonight If my guess is right I might just fall right in between A better team, a better scene and piece of this niggaz green ??? gleam tell the stories of my past worries Reminise on soldier tales of no nuts no glory Whats really forme decisions, decisions When all I wanted was a mission of peace Security from these cold ass streets woes me A simple matter though it's complicated Niggaz who I once thought were friends yet in my mind most hated Graduated status, afraid men, never paid men Never been in the company of made men Hook 2X: Afraid men Never been in the company of paid men Muthafuckin made men nigga |
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