[Intro: Benzino]
Ladies and gentlemen, right now
We wanna bring forth to the stage
A very special guest
The undisputed Made Men
[Verse 1: Twice Thou]
Ayo don't run up on me, wit that rah rah
Smoking lah lah
I'll blow holes in your dada, you nada
I toke a lotta, choke a lotta... from Havana
And stroke skins in the Ramada, I open drama
Told the llamas in my bomber, word to mama
Ready to war in pajamas in these cold streets
I hold heat. I'm a known thief, with gold teeth
Matching custom made gold jeep
Chrome rims, brown Tims, plus a Benz getting flown in
Equipped with shit to make domes spin
You average, we set standards
Trend set, Made Men wet
Anything moving in front of the TEC
With immaculate, accurate aim, crack the game
With a home run, blasting lames with they own gun
It's on, son. My air crowd's got the spare gat
By the gear shaft, quick to clear cats out like tear gas
The wrong one since a young gun
Not an unsung hero with a fitted sombrero
Gimme arms' length. Bomb threat phenomenon, shit
I get the dough cause I want it (that's right!)
[Chorus: Benzino]
Cash from mad grams make it alright
While we push big cars under moonlight
Be those 20 inch mirrors on Mercedes
Nickel nine for those niggas acting shady
Never ever turn my back on my Made Men
Nigga when its time to set it, just say when
But for now we gonna ride like it's do or die
And when its all set and done its just you and I
(you and I, you and I)
[Verse 2: Mr. Gzus]
C'mon, let the game break, g
Even though it's the grain cause of Made Men
Selling drugs with pistols just to get papes
211 your spot, leave you 187
And a pen and pad being my only weapon
Approaching Armageddon, care to learn a cautious lesson?
Second guessing in this life can be costly
When the bangs broken leave a nigga frosty
Frozen stiff from the 40 mil mega lift
From a game played out like a Sega gift
For the streets, shit take a major whiff [inhalation]
Of the high potent seedless cannabis sativa, I believe that
It takes a lot of pain away, I do this everyday
It gotta be a better way, looking for a rider
Tomorrow been suffering the sorrow
Took the heat, took the lead, now you follow
Every road has two paths
One's fun and laughs, opposite of blood bath
I choose the better half, run with the cheddar staff
Avoid the garbage, recycle the trash
To get track cats slapped up and kidnapped
Cause we rapping don't mean it can happen
See the gats clapping? At ease. You been cleared from the homicide
Nothing to fear cause we here, just you and I
[Chorus x2: Benzino]
Cash from mad grams make it alright
While we push big cars under moonlight
Be those 20 inch mirrors on Mercedes
Nickel nine for those niggas acting shady
Never ever turn my back on my Made Men
Nigga when its time to set it, just say when
But for now we gonna ride like it's do or die
And when its all set and done its just you and I
(you and I, you and I)
[Over Chorus and outro to fade out: D Quest]
Where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at?
Let's ride
Where my dogs at?
That keeps us alright
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