Made Men

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(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 x2:)
 Afraid men
 Never been in the company of paid men
 Muthafuckin made men nigg

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Duration
03:09
Key
11
Tempo
91 BPM

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