Download the Android app to get lyrics to the songs you play Made Niggas Shoot Instant 1 MADE NIGGAS LYRICS [Intro] Dun know Young Killa Young Kills P dun dunna It's a madness Free up the mandem [Verse 1: Young Killa] Fam we're G'd up Don't tek talk from no one So know what you're saying If you thought it, that's the old one I leave you slumped on the curb, choking on your own blood Thinking to yourself, you shoulda never kept your chrome tucked Shoulda let your chrome buck and hit me up But he never (Nah) Must've been gassed up from the mask and the leathers Told man wannabe's don't live long But it's like, man don't clock 'til their bredrins get pitched off Fam listen up a lot, this shit in you brain There's no second chances if my sticks to your frame So dun with the hype and take your lips off my name From my dawg doing run up, to all you pricks in the day Fam with my niggas there's no if's and but's We grip on snubs, and sticks get bucked Wigs get touched, and pricks get sucked In the home of the Black Gang, there is no love [Chorus: Young Killa] Fam know what it is SI to PY The whole of my click Been gunning since knee high Grip on the heat tight Let couple sweets fly And I laugh, while this pussyhole's dreams die Fam know what it is SI to PY The whole of my click Been gunning since knee high Grip on the heat tight Let couple sweets fly And I laugh, while this pussyhole's dreams die [Verse 2: Prover] I'm a made man looking for a rifle But right now the Star 9's my idol The redrum's in my vision Murders on my mind bro You're fucking with a Pecknarm psycho, Pecknarm general I do what I'm meant to do I'll put an end to you You pricks are edible, just like a vegetable This ain't Ross Kemp's Sky One, PDC This is Pecknarm Black Gang (Dun know) We don't stunt on DvD's We leave heads in TV screens Aim for your head, dun your dreams (Dun him) SI to PY, know what we're flipping Know what we're gripping [Chorus: Young Killa] Fam know what it is SI to PY The whole of my click Been gunning since knee high Grip on the heat tight Let couple sweets fly And I laugh, while this pussyhole's dreams die Fam know what it is SI to PY The whole of my click Been gunning since knee high Grip on the heat tight Let couple sweets fly And I laugh, while this pussyhole's dreams die MUSIC VIDEO
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Tunes Hardddddddddd!!. . .
Been Gunning Since Knees High Gang!!. . .
Sheeeeeeeeeze. . .
*Ceej*
3 you 💥💥💥💥
2019💯
Rip tupac
Omar Omar he ain't dead
@brixtonsoulja yeah he was like 15
- Wrong Team [Music Video] mdp
black gang blue gang
Wonder what happened to them.
i wanna see killa ross
si 2 py
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Made Niggas
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MADE NIGGAS LYRICS
[Intro]
Dun know
Young Killa
Young Kills
P dun dunna
It's a madness
Free up the mandem
[Verse 1: Young Killa]
Fam we're G'd up
Don't tek talk from no one
So know what you're saying
If you thought it, that's the old one
I leave you slumped on the curb, choking on your own blood
Thinking to yourself, you shoulda never kept your chrome tucked
Shoulda let your chrome buck and hit me up
But he never (Nah)
Must've been gassed up from the mask and the leathers
Told man wannabe's don't live long
But it's like, man don't clock 'til their bredrins get pitched off
Fam listen up a lot, this shit in you brain
There's no second chances if my sticks to your frame
So dun with the hype and take your lips off my name
From my dawg doing run up, to all you pricks in the day
Fam with my niggas there's no if's and but's
We grip on snubs, and sticks get bucked
Wigs get touched, and pricks get sucked
In the home of the Black Gang, there is no love
[Chorus: Young Killa]
Fam know what it is
SI to PY
The whole of my click
Been gunning since knee high
Grip on the heat tight
Let couple sweets fly
And I laugh, while this pussyhole's dreams die
Fam know what it is
SI to PY
The whole of my click
Been gunning since knee high
Grip on the heat tight
Let couple sweets fly
And I laugh, while this pussyhole's dreams die
[Verse 2: Prover]
I'm a made man looking for a rifle
But right now the Star 9's my idol
The redrum's in my vision
Murders on my mind bro
You're fucking with a Pecknarm psycho, Pecknarm general
I do what I'm meant to do
I'll put an end to you
You pricks are edible, just like a vegetable
This ain't Ross Kemp's Sky One, PDC
This is Pecknarm Black Gang (Dun know)
We don't stunt on DvD's
We leave heads in TV screens
Aim for your head, dun your dreams (Dun him)
SI to PY, know what we're flipping
Know what we're gripping
[Chorus: Young Killa]
Fam know what it is
SI to PY
The whole of my click
Been gunning since knee high
Grip on the heat tight
Let couple sweets fly
And I laugh, while this pussyhole's dreams die
Fam know what it is
SI to PY
The whole of my click
Been gunning since knee high
Grip on the heat tight
Let couple sweets fly
And I laugh, while this pussyhole's dreams die
MUSIC VIDEO
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