Lox) Made Men, motherfuckers (motherfuckers) L-O-X, motherfuckers (motherfuckers) Made Men, motherfuckers (motherfuckers) L-O-X, motherfuckers (motherfuckers) Made
on elbows chopping on choppers that's right Cause we real, on a mission to get it can't stop Going platinum, everytime another tape drop [Z-Ro] It's
the weather gets warm They come pourin' into town straight off of them farms Driving 455s running hard and strong They'd scratch built in them tool sheds
you get this through your head It's a setup by the feds, their scoping us with their infrareds Chorus Verse Three: Prazwell Too many MC's not
she lonely That's every other night I flip your wife for the green They call me Hustle Man Nigga, my money too big for a rubber man I'm a veteran giving
(John Magnie/Tommy Malone) A man stands on the corner holding a sign People yell at him as they drive by I wonder what they read, made them so upset
blast me, get sassy, say negative things about OutKast G Riding all on a nigga dick, all you had to do was just dap me, come slap me You the bad man,
I love it) But first off, before we get 2 the band We'd like 2 bring up this nice funny young man, uh (Look at that dog, man, give me one of them)
way my name is Touche [Birdman] Uptown roller, take it off your shoulder Tommy?s with the flag, spent the hundred high rollin? flipped it off the condo, made
heard them air brakes come on, and I climbed up in that cab where I knew it'd be warm at the wheel well at the wheel sat a big man I'd have to say he
s of static Automatic's and canic's, and nigga's start to panic Ain't no ruler's or leader's runnin' the set Outta respect we G's, YG'S, and O.G.'s connect
The muthafucka's dyin' or the muthafucka's killin' you? They smart (Those guys) You niggas better watch yo ass (They're the bad guys) Them bastards they smart (Those guys) It's
s your wealth But I don't pay attention, she's my baby, the Dany You know she drive me crazy she's my number one lady Met her back in eighty-nine now she's
slums So what you think about myself 'cause I'm a grown man A bad man, survival is whatever you can You think you know it, flossin' but I know you's
gone homeboy, this the hood where it's on homeboy I'ma live long homeboy, too deep, too strong homeboy We rollin' too deep with two zones homeboy, it's on homeboy Zones with two candy's
shit to get your whole team, crazily sent Now all I need is a half gallon of weed Proceed, to bust as Mike Ditka made three seeds Then Max out like two ack's