I Made It (ft. Trick Trick) by D12
I Made It lyrics (ft. Trick Trick)
this is the tales of the dark side
i talk right in front of your spot
put a hole in your car
i never been playing like they told
that i lean over that passenger side
it ain't rover while it's i give you hoes a makeover
pose a shit and his arms a break your both of them
and i'ma dash faster than locomotive
i can trespassing a ram murder your families and it ain't no closure
i cast snatcher, i stop all type of transactions
when i get back on the block these niggers mashing
i got the world in my palm and i'ma smash it
sprinkle the ashes in the atmosphere
i'm just an animal, pass it enough to grab the back of your neck
and stuff your face in a half of cake
force you to take a breath, i care less of who you be
or what you be for the community
taking it over i'm on the shootin screen
time and time again i get it, speak your i get it
i get i, what? i get it, what? i get it, yes i get it
whenever i drop the line they faded
single top of the world i made it
i made it, what? i made it, what?
taking over the
it's the return of the aggravated assault/robbery
possession with intent to deliver federal property
another assault would great
and i ain't bring guilty to shit, that won't
3 strikes seen it and motherfuck the 4th
continue to take the 5th and i ain't going to court
then life an outlaw on the run, what to do,
i ever get caught i'ma
just for me and everyday 74 stitches
your blood bleeds your ass, i'ma a show what a do
you don't wanting with me then i ain't shitting with you
up top d cap one no hoster, 30 round clip the black squeeze
versus smell roof, looking like black cheese
i'm backing these rap niggers up with a rap sheet
act yo all punches the swag
mike tyson not a 2
back at the lab, cookin up shit
fucking yellow pages you ain't looking up shit
convict lunatic, no gang banger, don't trainer
suck everybody's dick you ain't got no choice
i ain't but i put something on your boys
ak47 crib, get your ass in the house like michael jacks did
trick trick and d 12, click click and sea shells
5 o'clock news tested details
and fuck weed nigger i'm on angel dust
i got some talk skin off the bus
and god forbid if i ever get shot
give me 6 vicodins and michael jackson's
time and time again i get it, speak your i get it
i get i, what? i get it, what? i get it, yes i get it
whenever i drop the line they faded
single top of the world i made it
i made it, what? i made it, what?
taking over the
it's best to shut your mouth up
bullets flying through your window
hit your pitbull, split your sister and your sponsor
gotta keep the hustle going, i said he fucking know me
show like hulk hogan when it's nothing showing
we on the paper route, if he ain't talking right, take him out
i don't need cameras when i your mouth
your patron mob, trick trick boom squad
d 12 loonie chop, shooting from the roof top
gotta keep the green up, you can tell i'm seeing stuff
making mess with you the corner player cleaned up
do it for the gusto
you a bitch you nigger, you can take it how you want like a slut hoe
if it ain't about that green then i ain't listening
if she ain't talking about here then ain't kicking it
way worst than he is, about my
the things is you walk from the hospital while i'm visiting
time and time again i get it, speak your i get it
i get i, what? i get it, what? i get it, yes i get it
whenever i drop the line they faded
single top of the world i made it
i made it, what? i made it, what?
taking over this bitch
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