Made Man

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FTO Sett - Rap, Gangsta Rap

Made Man

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[Intro] Fuck you talkin' to me? Fuck I'ma respond to that for? (Drvmlord) Mhm, fuck nigga You know how we coming Fuck, HDG [Chorus] Made man I ain't nothin' like them niggas, them boys paid they way in (Pay up) I'm one of them niggas that they call to get they face in (Face card cleared) He don't weight enough, he like a hundred, I'm three hundred bench Overweight a nigga, a tornado can't even spin this shit (Can't spin nothin') Every day, I'm throwin' a nigga in the wind, fuck nigga Fully in this chopper (Brrt, brrt), hit it two times and it smack with him (Smack that) I only smoke the dead, but I want dreads (Fuck), that's my next victim [Verse 1] I spoil my killers after drills, you know that my bag different I'm tryna hit they block quiet, but this 'Cat gon' keep whistlin' (Keep whistlin') The only thing louder than this bitch is when that chopper spittin' I don't gotta talk or stutter (What?), that's just how my Glock speakin' (Chopper speak) We taught them niggas the game, they caught on, they used to bop with me (Tried to run off) Switched the old sauce and they got crossed, that's that crook business (Crook) Can't go out like no rookie, opposition tryna book me I'm in my prime now, they make me mad, that button, I push it (Yeah, made man, self-built) [Chorus] Made man I ain't nothin' like them niggas, them boys paid they way in (Pay up) I'm one of them niggas that they call to get they face in (Face card cleared) He don't weight enough, he like a hundred, I'm three hundred bench Overweight a nigga, a tornado can't even spin this shit (Can't spin nothin') Every day, I'm throwin' a nigga in the wind, fuck nigga Fully in this chopper, hit it two times and it smack with him (Brrt, brrt) I only smoke the dead, but I want dreads, that's my next victim [Verse 2] Movin' bogus 'bout that bread, can't show me too much, it get crooked (Bogus-ass nigga, crooked) On the road with three handguns, ain't pullin' over, we got fullies (Fullies) Buck in traffic in this Track' (Scoot over), scoot over, this bitch a bully (Get out of here) Ain't honkin' no horn, they hear me (No horn) Ain't bettin' on him, that boy ain't no killer (He ain't nothin') Ask my lil' runner, he fear me Ain't bangin' that gang no more, we split 'em (Ain't bang that shit) You ain't seein' your nigga and 'em in no more pictures Every time we catch one of them, we blitz 'em (Smoke 'em) I caught 'em, I set the bitch with 'em After more drops, that shit gon' drop After more loads, that shit gon' send I share our loc' with nothin' (Nobody, made man, self-built again) [Chorus] Made man I ain't nothin' like them niggas, them boys paid they way in (Pay up) I'm one of them niggas that they call to get they face in (Face card cleared) He don't weight enough, he like a hundred, I'm three hundred bench Overweight a nigga, a tornado can't even spin this shit (Can't spin nothin') Every day, I'm throwin' a nigga in the wind, fuck nigga Fully in this chopper, hit it two times and it smack with him (Brrt, brrt) I only smoke the dead, but I want dreads, that's my next victim

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  • FTO Sett
  • Drvmlord