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letra de we made you - bukshot and turncoat dirty

[verse 1: bukshot]
me and dirty in the kitchen cooking up heat as rappers b-tching
they looking for attention, no names but i won’t mention
they don’t deserve the shine, want it all but they don’t grind (grind)
see it all the time, if they can’t see they must be blind
put it on now, game so foul, turn it up loud, .44 cal
you know me, m-o-b, go ninja, shin0bi, we can roll out
take ’em all on, take the slow route, make ’em fall on they own sword
we got this, take my word i don’t miss
yeah, this the sequel, ain’t no equal, don’t wanna meet you, f-ck these peoplе
see through you, we lethal, with shotguns we greet you, likе creatures we eat you
don’t ask us for features, gon’ beep you r2-d2

[chorus: tyler lyon & bukshot]
keep my name in your mouth
keep your eyes on my team
we are the ones calling shots, living all of your dreams
no need to be mad, while we securing the bag
smoking up all that loud while rocking all of your crowds
we made you (we made you)
we made you
don’t you know we made you
we made you
we made you
ah we made you
[verse 2: boondox]
y’all stay p-ssed off, we stay thriving
pedal to the metal and overdrive it
make no d-mn, yell “we still riding”
room in the back of the mack b-tch climb in
hands shifting, foot on the clutch
finger on the trigger when the lighters touch
truth in the clip cause they lie too much
y’all can say that sh-t can’t lie to us
got buk, stabbing haters in the back roll
while dirty digging graves with the backhoe
stay mad at the fact that you ain’t cold
and the fact cut deep as you sat, don’t ask yoself what you gon’ do next
when i hit you with the back suplex
beat a ninja with a mob affiliation b-tch
i told my sh-t, man i cashed two checks
i bet y’all don’t wanna come into this octagon
i don’t really wanna have to drop i sock ’em all
some of y’all done forgot where the f-ck i’m from
if you’re stepping through the door then i’m dropping bombs
turncoat got ’em all enraged
in the booth throwing ’em up on stage
and they hate my ass cause i’m laughing last and the fact i stay unphased and say

- bukshot and turncoat dirty

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