Made Men Lyrics

Two-tone Maybach, two bad hoes

Got a Backwood twisting up 'dro

Two more murders on the news last night

Swear to God my killers on go

Two more bricks in the inner tube

Interstate trapping, yeah we send 'em down the road

Two AK's and a bullet proof vest

Yeah my nigga can't switch, can't fold

Ten toes in the game

All black Range Rover sitting on thangs

Baby Draco and its pointed at your frame

Got a bad lil' white bitch sniffing cocaine

Back to back black trucks hogging both lanes

Pussy ass nigga better stay in your lane

Got a black card and I'll put it on your brain

Real made men we ain't playing no games

Wearing all black like a sold my soul

Money over everything especially over hoes

La Costa Nostra, can't bend, won't fold

All black Maserati poking on fours

Quattroporte four door, Dolce my clothes

After hours shopping they gone open up the store

Galleria popping but these niggas don't know

I was really dead broke with a rusty .44

Trapped out, xanned out, lost my mind

Whole house blacked out everybody die

12 gauge sawed off shotgun fire

Young shogun don't cross that line

Cross a nigga heart and I hope a nigga die

If a nigga ever snitch, switch up cross sides

Married to the game, yeah the dough my wife

The code of Omertà put it on my life

Two-tone Maybach, two bad hoes

Got a Backwood twisting up 'dro

Two more murders on the news last night

Swear to God my killers on go

Two more bricks in the inner tube

Interstate trapping, yeah we send 'em down the road

Two AK's and a bullet proof vest

Yeah my nigga can't switch, can't fold

Ten toes in the game

All black Range Rover sitting on thangs

Baby Draco and its pointed at your frame

Got a bad lil' white bitch sniffing cocaine

Back to back black trucks hogging both lanes

Pussy ass nigga better stay in your lane

Got a black card and I'll put it on your brain

Real made men we ain't playing no games

Real made nigga never played no games

All black tommy that'll bust your brain

Bitch so bad let her break yo bank

Send her on a mission let her boost her rank

Rolling up thrax, steady pouring up drank

Bussing up packs, trapped out can't think

Cook it up, whip it up, out the door

Drop another opp nigga up the score

Filling my room wit scalies

Filling my blunts, good runts, good blessings

Trapped out bitch better stay wit a weapon

Spin another block double back we plexing

Fucking on your hoe give her back we flexing

Yung CEO pushing P like Pepsi

All black foreign Double R bitch deadly

Wack another fuck nigga, Loom gang reppin ,gang

Two-tone Maybach, two bad hoes

Got a Backwood twisting up 'dro

Two more murders on the news last night

Swear to God my killers on go

Two more bricks in the inner tube

Interstate trapping, yeah we send 'em down the road

Two AK's and a bullet proof vest

Yeah my nigga can't switch, can't fold

Ten toes in the game

All black Range Rover sitting on thangs

Baby Draco and its pointed at your frame

Got a bad lil' white bitch sniffing cocaine

Back to back black trucks hogging both lanes

Pussy ass nigga better stay in your lane

Got a black card and I'll put it on your brain

Real made men we ain't playing no games

Real made man

I can make moves just a wave of the hand

Killers in my ear like "Ace what's the plan?"

Have you niggas missing with your face on the gram

X want 'em gone, we gone get his ass slammed

Light a nigga up no NBA Jam

Nigga wanna be a pack but he just a gram

Big Backwoods, no opps just fans

Bitch so thick give a fuck what she saying

Clip on the blick its so long it be hanging

P4K all my lil' niggas bangin

If they up it no pump faking they slanging

It's gone be hot summer, city going cray

Three niggas dead, four shot one day

If you want 'em dead dead then you gotta pay

If you want 'em dead dead then he gone lay

That nigga gone ah

Two-tone Maybach, two bad hoes

Got a Backwood twisting up 'dro

Two more murders on the news last night

Swear to God my killers on go

Two more bricks in the inner tube

Interstate trapping, yeah we send 'em down the road

Two AK's and a bullet proof vest

Yeah my nigga can't switch, can't fold

Ten toes in the game

All black Range Rover sitting on thangs

Baby Draco and its pointed at your frame

Got a bad lil' white bitch sniffing cocaine

Back to back black trucks hogging both lanes

Pussy ass nigga better stay in your lane

Got a black card and I'll put it on your brain

Real made men we ain't playing no games