Gambino Family - Make'm Bleed lyrics

(feat. C-Murder, Fiend, Mr. Serv-On, Silkk) [Silkk] Huh, what! These n***as have got me so and so. sh** they can't get out of. Man, sh**. Picture I got my n***as Gambinos. Serv-On, Fiend. The whole No Limit n***as behind me. This ain't about no rappin no more. f** that. Why yall wanna start with us? f** a rap, f** a rhyme n***a, f** a dollar. I gots to get a n***a now. This ain't no motherf**in threat. This some real sh** b**h. I'm military minded, motherf**in livin the life of a soldier I gots to eat, now picture streets keep a n***a like me rollin So yall done f** with my dollars now I gotta take off my suit and my tie b**h every n***a that f** with my click, automatically them n***as Goin have to die They done f** with my dogs and I gotta break jaws like I break laws Got them n***as all f**ed up havin them have to sip through a straw Walk up to his casket n***a laughing, put a slug up in his jacket Tell him if I ever see him again even if it's hell, I think about it Started blasting Oh they don't know, but I bet they goin know now When I get to bust n***as duck,????????? The rubbers still there, then they confined to a wheelchair Is he asleep, wakin him up, remember me I go to war [C-Murder] I make em bleed n***a n***a what n***a Make em bleed n***a n***a what Watch my enemies bleed n***a Make em bleed n***a Make my enemies bleed Watch em bleed n***a What n***a what Make em bleed n***a Hm, watch my enemies bleed n***a Watch em bleed [Fiend] ??????, womp womp Them bullets that ricochet have them n***as chomp chomp And that goes for anybody that wanna do sumpn sumpn Aint no almost dyin for nothing No lying or bluffin boy, I'm high and I'm dumpin n***as Soldiers prepare for war and rest in peace ??????, so run up the streets Showin up for heat, makin it hot until it burns Steady combat for sure it better to learn Capital F-I E-N last letter D Aint no n***a out here goin up and wetter me Fiend, Silkk The Shocker, Gambinos and Mr. Serv Smokin away our nerves, compressions and by the bird You ain't heard, on the one seven them n***as do dirt And I bet my serve occur yall felt my every word When I observe love to see you coppers solve me Remember I see murder before murder done saw me [Mr. Serv-On] Now motherf**er ask yourself, do you want your motherf**in life to Be fair I didn't think so, when I close my eyes and crush my tank You better pray to your favorite saint that I'm shooting blanks Sorry for you, that ain't possible Cause when Pheno get Gotti to go to war to be between us n***a, it Aint droppable If it's possible before the trip Let me split your chest so I can feel the stress you feel when you Look me eye to eye Surprise, everybody around me tonight without a tank dies Until you cowards realize my military intellect Engraved to me like a dead n***a name on a b**h neck Select one more three and you get a n***a like me The S to the E to the R to the V Believe in this war sh** you better believe that b**h Get against the war I'm do or die, battle ready Always holding this motherf**ing tank steady [C-Murder] n***a I make em bleed n***a N*gga n*gga what Make em bleed n***a Huh, I make my enemies bleed n***a n***a make em bleed n***a Make em bleed Make em bleed [Pheno] Deliver me father from this war all my enemies wicked devils with Shovels Wanna destroy me over jealousy Losing my faith, my every step I see a stumble So much envy from n***as who hold they nuts wishing I crumble When they start some hell Try to escape the shadow of my d**h Know that it's coming for me could be my last final breath How long will it last Till my fortyfive is empty Got no mercy for n***as I'm innocent till proven guilty Who the f** n***as takin us for Better be ready for war Cause I'm clutching uzi machines to blow up your car (BOOM!!!) [Gotti] Let the tables turn n***a, deadly bullets burn When will you b**h n***as learn you got to earn your stripes n***a my life aint right It's quite bland living on the streets, I'm playin for keeps I never let you b**h made n***as worry me I got a team of young breeders catch us k**ing machines Quick to run up your dreams With fully automatic mini fourteens by any means We bloodin up your scene, talkin bout beef I take this war sh** deep, ready to die For what I believe is mine, see the money in my eye Goin squeeze the four five and I'm blastin till my last day Label me a thug breeder till my grave [C-Murder] I make em bleed n***a What what what Make em bleed n***a n***a what I make my enemies bleed n***a what Make em bleed n***a My enemies goin bleed I make em bleed n***a n***a what n***a what Make em bleed n***a I watch my enemies bleed n***a Huh, watch em bleed My enemies goin bleed