Beelow - b**h Made n***az lyrics

Chorus: b**h made n***as Ho a** n***as Punk a**, p**y a**, trick a** n***as b**h made n***as Ho made n***as You's a punk, you's a p**y, you's a b**h a** n***as Thug Addict: Tell me how you gon' try to compare to a f**in' baller man Better go to war with Saddam Hussien n***a f** we be playin' Get your a** cut shot wit' the pistol boy Get your head knocked off put a hole in your top I don't f** around wit' no b**h made n***a No ho a** n***a, no punk a** n***a That talk that muthaf**in' talk But really can't walk that muthaf**in' walk a** n***a Heart be beatin' a bout a hundred miles a hour Talkin' that sh** but know you coward Now you bout to get your punk a** fouled I'ma getcha, threw you n***a Put muthaf**in' whole straight through you n***a Man f** you n***a, you a ho a** n***a Ol' soft a** n***a, ma and pa a** n***a I'll throw down the wall knock down the door Cut a hole in the floor and put some dick in ya ho I'll give it to you 'til you can't take no mo' And treat you like a funky a**, stanky a** ho Chorus: 2x Beelow: You that n***a that be drunk as a b**h You that n***a that's at the bar talkin' loud but ain't sayin' sh** You that n***a you that n***a that mean muggin' but ain't bout that mess You that n***a You that n***a that talkin' sh** cause you got that tat on Your chest You that p**y a** n***a with that roughneck frown You that same p**y n***a run when you hear that sound You that n***a that's on the side sayin' he wish he was you You that n***a that talkin' hit about the f** you gon' do You that n***a that's plotin' on the side to rob your friends You that n***a talk your business just to get you a** in You that n***a ballin' clear but can't can't take care of your kids You that n***a that's always lyin' bout that f** you don' did You that n***a that's makin' record but ya ain't sold sh** You that n***a that's mad as hell cause I'm f**in' your b**h You that n***a that got bust and know you rattin' and sh** You that n***a that's off in jail on the next man dick You that n***a that's out there cops-a-talkin' worse than a b**h You that n***a that play your people when it's time for inches You that n***a on the pa**enger side bootin' like it's your heart I'm that n***a that's on the side that'll pull your ho card You b**h made n***a Chorus: 2x Juvenile: Wodie, ya b**h made, that way since 6th grade But I roll with big K's, and I'll leave the b**h dead Head busta, up and comer, pathetic muthaf**a Get in my business, Juve's ready muthhaf**a Got a scope for you bold n***as We broke n***as, choke n***as That scream, "Where the f**in' dope n***as" There's a whole bunch of n***as wit' PhD's ]From Jersey, Cali, and the UPT Can't have ya sh** This haterism givin' n***as a fit Under 30 in my 223 click Ma**ed up position to buck on To persuade these b**h a** n***as to get the f** on Young Bleed: I gives a f** about you, you b**h you Don't make me hit you and split you Like a Ginsu, you crooked Open up a can a stomp a** on a n***a Or play target practice with that n***a Hilfiger A gravedigger, smoke a n***a just like a swisa You can run but you can't Ill still come and get ya Be a man klet's do it like the G's do n***a That's me and you not your whole crew n***a What you scared Got them black talons comin at yo head Talk a lot of sh** but when it went down you fled You can't escape that infrared Rounds and rounds of hot lead, now that punk b**h is dead Da Ganksta: It ain't no muthaf**in' game n***a, so why the f** is you playin' It's like these b**h made n***as don't understand Even off at the mall you ain't say a muhaf**in' thing And you ain't use 'em, you act like you don't want your f**in' brains And this thang go, off in this game ho Oh you ain't know, whooooaaa, there your brain's go n***a what you know about that real sh** Now what you know about the life b**h That sharper than a knife sh** f**in' round'll get you f**ed over Ho, fake a** ho a** wanna be hard soldier I see down and hardened a** n***a runnin' 'round fakin' the funk And they gon' learn when a n***a knock off a chunk Ol' punk p**y a** n***a in the boot a** b**h you n***a where your heart at Where ya nuts at n***a you's a ho Chorus: 2x