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Square One - Made Niggaz lyrics
[2Pac]
 No man seperate what we create
 Unstoppable, untouchable, motherfuckin worldwide mob figures
 Death Row at it's finest!
 M.O.B., thug for motherfuckin lifeMotherfuckin made niggaz
 We comin after these niggaz, worldwide
 Feel me! Makaveli the Don
 My life in exchange for yours, born hated as a thug
 House full of babies cryin from a lack of gettin love
 Ain't nobody tell me shit, 'til I got a sack of drugs
 Had the block sewn up, cause I learned to pack a gun, do you feel me?
 World do ya hear me? Catch a risin star
 Fuck the love, niggaz fear me
 Got these niggaz runnin all wild from my double-I
 When we ride motherfuckers is sho' to die
 Boom once I enter the room, in the air
 all you hear is the whispers of doom, niggaz scared
 They don't wanna see me head on..
 Think of all the busters that I had to leave dead and gone
 Call a gravedigga, fuckin with a made nigga, M.O.B.
 Gunfire gettin sprayed quicker..
 Fuck 'em all let em understand my plot to get richer
 Much more than six figures, a motherfuckin made nigga
 (Can you feel me?)
 A motherfuckin made nigga..
 I got a plot to get richer, take my picture
 A made nigga
 [Napolean]
 Nigga I was raised on the streets, I had to hustle just to eat
 My role model was killin niggaz so I know, I would never be weak
 They got me sittin wonderin, where my life begins
 These niggaz crossed my father den my father crossed them
 Cause I roll with Immortal Thug niggaz
 And my number one plan to kill a man to grab a needle and drug niggaz
 Niggaz don't like us because they bitches straight love us
 The President told us to leave, cause the government don't want us
 It's Napolean, I get my pleasure out of sin
 and seein blood spill ain't shit cause I seen it at the beginnin
 A made nigga
 [Fatal Hussein]
 How many niggaz fall in ya vision?
 Gunnin 'em down for every last minute that I spent in prison
 We mash together, plus we get cash together
 Blast whenever knowin it don't last forever
 It's only one way out and one way in
 Motherfuckers cross and get crossed out, never made men
 We find excuses to loot, cock, and shoot
 Blow the roof off them groups like (?)Rachmel Raouf(?)
 I can't be touched cause of the weapons I clutch
 And the niggaz that I'm under, is just too much
 We made niggaz
 [E.D.I.]
 Picture the scenery cause for now you gon' have to imagine
 Call me a prophet cause I predicted what's gon' happen
 I began the paper, stackin at those
 who be paper snatchin, will emerge like crack in the 80's
 Baby, maybe, that's if I slip
 But I became official since the start of this, Edi Amin
 Born July, 7th a few shed eyes
 Precious but others gave me they hate, to cherish
 But still I made it, a made nigga made by the game
 Made for war, my aim is simple and plain
 Yeah whether it's 'caine, or these tracks made for your brain
 You'll forever know my name, Edi Amin
 Square One - Made Niggaz - http://motolyrics.com/square-one/made-niggaz-lyrics.html
 [Kastro]
 I ain't count the line, my strap, not head, 
 there will be none of that
 The young hog, K-Dog playin Outlaw Immortal combat
 With the criminal skill, they cannot beat me a nigga
 Til he still and chill, recognize the real dea
 lFeel - a nigga made when I was young and dumb
 with a gun but it pays so I'm bustin for fun
 And the outcome will be the same every time
 We all gon' die, get yours cause I'ma get mine
 [Khadafi]
 Tha Outlawz, we be the Don Juan's of this rough shit
 Rhymes baptize your mind while paralyze the public
 With my mentality of war, dead bodies and silence give it to ya raw
 Thug nigga to the core
 The results of livin poor, got me thinkin on a made level
 Shootin my gauge to get paid, a fuckin crazed devil
 Mash shit from here to there day by day, year to year
 Made niggaz on ya motherfuckin tear, I'm a made nigga
 [2Pac]
 Ha ha ha.. call me a Bad Boy killer murder motherfuckers daily
 Know the feds trail me, so my alias Makaveli
 Gettin lessons from niggaz in penitentiaries
 Game, when applied help me survive several centuries
 Lock me in a cage I'll display my rage
 Surround the court buildin with the gauge and spray
 They wonder if I'll go when I'm finally sentenced
 On my knees to God, beggin for repentence
 I'm convinced, that I'm a thug
 They got me fiendin for my cash like a fiend when he dreams of drugs
 Diss Kidada and I'll kidnap your daughter
 Kill your wife and hit the funeral and tell you just who gave the order
 Makaveli the Don, til I'm gone, I maintain
 my army of lunatics that stay armed
 Til the day I die, I'll be remembered as a paid nigga
 Outlaw to the grave, a motherfuckin made nigga
 [2Pac]
 Can you feel me? Come closer, ha ha ha
 Get into the mind of a made niggaI can't be touched
 My adversaries, get fucked, feel me?
 Multimillionaire dreams, all I want is the C.R.E.A.M.
 I sell my shit to the fiends, all the bitches scream
 Come and see, to see a made nigga
 The Outlawz.. Makaveli The Don
 Hussein Fatal, Edi Amin, Kastro, Napolean, Khadafi..
 Mussolini, M.O.B. I send this out to my niggaz on the streets
 The motherfuckin made Niggaz
 All my niggas on Death Row, Tha Dogg Pound
 Tha Doggfather, and all his niggaz
 You know what time it is, Daz Dillinger
 Kurupt, Young Gotti..(Hahaha, Westside made niggaz BEOTCH!!)
 [Cop speaks over Tupac's part above]
 Uhh.. sarge.. uhh..
 We've got uhh Tupac Shakur..
 Uhh Fatal, Fatal Hussein..
 Uhh Kastro, Khadafi
 We got a bunch of niggaz here
 They've got guns in their car, they've got weed, they've got money
 They're with a lot of black women, what should we do sarge?
 Uhh I repeat let 'em go
 I repeat, let 'em go
 They're made niggaz.. let 'em go
 But-but sarge they've got guns, they've got weed
 I said let 'em go
 Alright, you guys can go, I'm sorry
 I'm sorry about the-the mix up you guys can go








