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Made Man

de Boldy James

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I'm on ten, me and Top in my top ten
Linin' up them tens and them inbox Roxannes
Hot damn, ho, here we go, we locked in
That fish scale get to flakin' like some dry skin
I'm tied in, feds wanna see me boxed in
Don't hit my line tryna shop if you ain't buyin' ten
I'm chimed in with them gualas and them Chaldeans
Trappin' out your favorite restaurant, it's time to dine in
Slidin', suicide, hoppin' out them soccer mom vans
I know these niggas ain't gon' ride if it's not Schwinn
We quick to hit a nigga block and let that chop spin
He rockin' with the other side, then he the opps, then
Ride with this stick fully loaded in his drop Benz
ConCreature shit, we don't fold, we do not bend
Anywhere other than Detroit, your shit do not trend
You know my niggas run a route like a wide end

I'm on ten, me and Top in my top ten
It's hot damn, ho, here we go, we locked in
I'm tied in, feds— here we go, we locked in
We locked in— ho, here we go, we locked— we locked
I'm on ten, me and Top in my top ten
It's hot damn, ho, here we go, we locked in (Here we go again)
I'm tied in, feds— here we go, we locked in
We locked in— ho, here we go, we locked— we locked

I'm high-strung, come from where the good die young
Graveyard under my belt, put that shit on my son
A living icon from London back to Taiwan
Finessed him out of twenty, then I sent him on a dry run
They know we keep the hot fire like I'm Dylan
Hate when a nigga finger fuck the bag and never buy none
It's bully boys, ask me and my duns
Was lookin' for some trouble, well, today, you found the right ones
I taught them niggas how to hustle up them pie crumbs
I did it proud, Detroit bubble off the white ones
I'm cut from that steel wool, these niggas nylon
Nigga can touch a couple million on the right run
Soon as them brickies touch down and cross the pylon
You need to shoot your mans up to Hush to get his ice done
All of these bands on the floor, look what the dice brung
That's all my niggas do is sell dope and buy guns

I'm on ten, me and Top in my top ten
It's hot damn, ho, here we go, we locked in
I'm tied in, feds— here we go, we locked in
We locked in— ho, here we go, we locked— we locked
I'm on ten, me and Top in my top ten
It's hot damn, ho, here we go, we locked in (Here we go again)
I'm tied in, feds— here we go, we locked in
We locked in— ho, here we go, we locked— we locked

Here we go, we locked (Here we go again)

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