Made Men - Cla**ic Limited Edition lyrics

[Chorus] We the undisputed, the most wanted, the most hated Most n***az never squeeze, they overated You fascinated by the way my clan made it Cla**ic limited edition, Made Men on a mission We out performin, perform for the b**hes and the thug n***az We slug n***az while the FEDs try to bug n***az Move confidental, i'm layin in your back yard My nine clamp hard, Made Men rap hard [Verse 1] I'm k**in you with 12 cylinders of raw rap Puff dat, before I scarf gats, through your hard hat Run circles around your favorite rap star Push a black car, horse power like NASCAR Sip Heinikkens, puff lime green with hash she's, madd deep Sash heep under the back seat, actually All the beef sh**, put to sleep quick When i squeeze this, 3 fifth, leave you breatless Portable gunz, exceptional caps and clips Grab the mack, lick off slugs for this rappin sh** Melt down your compound, put a jerry thing in your village The illest in this game of code k**as Break handcuffs then i rock'em like a braclet Clipin wild out, on some glock in your face sh** The first camp, crew thick out the pit stop If you ain't up on that check your hit..... Cold hands from the cold steel Hot head from the hot lead Stuff from the old sheild, ghetto appeal Thug n***a type of anthem, get a Mill. 4 ransom Then i spend it all on brands son [chorus] [Verse 2] It's the fastest gun in the East, never the least Put down my heat, fill up my hands in beef Pop in the madd clip, hopin out the flag chip Up in the club, tryin to bag sh**, go bags to rich Full switch, only have more chicks on my dick I spits on them sh**s emcees be wanna f** wit No caholnes, don't come f**in with me Hombres My crome blaze, uncontolably on your homies Antonio, christed out, nice style More than ever, pull a beretta I bought my leather, squeeze the level Thought you'd never, f** with a Made Man With doe show, when it comes to the strap, i'm bicostal, your gullabull You and your boys be in your room bangin on books We castle like a wolf move in, leave you shook And shakin, any moo you make n***a i'm takin 2-11 strong, i'm shapin no conversation This gun talk diolauge, I spit fire dog Murder for hire dog until I retire dog You wanna lock horns with 2 thou., make sure your physically fit A mack hit, it's that Made Men sh** [chorus x2]