What Makes Me

See.. most wanted.. its the epitome of this rap shit fuck yea<br>Get it.. m-r-dot.. m-a-n (we bring it to anybody that want it)<br>B-double-o-n-i-c<br>(Cause we real.. check the stats).. mista man.. boo-bonic<br><br>(Chorus)<br>What makes you a thug nigga<br>The sounds of guns bustin adrenaline pumpin<br>and don`t give a fuck about nothin<br>What makes you a killa<br>The feelin that I get when I touch somethin<br>or how I give it to anybody that want somethin<br>What makes you a smart nigga<br>How I got rid of the hammer..<br>and got a one way ticket down to Atlanta<br>What makes you a rich nigga<br>The fact that I`m not a bitch nigga..<br>I do it solo ain`t worried bout a snitch nigga<br><br>(Boo)<br>I`m the one who can stand the hit and fry somethin<br>Fuck rap you wanna see if I`m real? try somethin<br>A g-a-n-g-s-t-e-r we are known to leave a nigga in the E.R.<br>B-double-o-n..-i-c nigga.. actionious style leave you in a creek nigga<br>Teenager.. you ain`t ever seen stranger<br>Iced up cell phone triple A pager<br>Ny blood boil.. easily hate cause agility freezin me hoes never teasin me<br>Think I`m here to amuse you? I crack you the fuck up?<br>I`ll put out my steel and ill smack you the fuck up<br>Thug baby.. I gotta head for the streets<br>You gotta head for business well that`s dead when we meet<br>Cause one shot ill have all your business in the streets<br>Comin out slow like a fuckin loosely<br>Close your eyes gotta surprise I dare you to peep<br>I put the tec in your mouth now I dare you to speak<br>Niggas under pressure look they back sweatin<br>Try me? That`s a gamble that lack bettin<br><br>(Chorus)<br><br>(Mr.)<br>Mister Man keep a clip wit 50 in it<br>Have ya clique like.. "That`s between y`all we ain`t in it"<br>Wish my squad would say that we don`t even play dat<br>Like you talk fly and all we jus lay back<br>Talkin about what you do to me nigga now why you say dat<br>My clique jet out rounds for y`all they don`t play dat<br>All about loadin and cock and start spittin<br>Here`s somethin scream fuck y`all niggas and start dippin<br>Hit the bar to relieve my stress and start sippin<br>And get outta town before the cops start trippin<br>We don`t play.. we don`t care<br>I`ll kill you.. right hand to god I swear<br>See myself on the run before I see any jail<br>Can`t see myself callin home for bail<br><br>(I promise you the pain is almost over one more verse motherfuckers)<br><br>(Chorus)<br><br>(Mr.)<br>It only take one thing for mister man to come spark ya<br>If my doe light I got to make shit darker<br>Runnin.. leave you wit a wheel chair or a walker<br>Persuade me to chill? you must be a fly talker<br>You heard this before.. I`m in your crib waitin<br>Two things for you.. glock no patience<br>Seese what beef? that shit means nathan<br>Thugs don`t talk we just ride till we die<br>Drink till we drunk.. smoke till we high<br>Pop till it clack.. push wigs back<br>Put the gun in your mouth and say point where it`s at<br>The ice wrist shit nigga come on about dat<br>(Aiyyo I love my kids mister!).. I don`t doubt that<br>I gotta eat too nigga how about dat<br>For that ransome doe.. kids get kidnapped<br>Your wife act crazy wife get smacked<br>Your clique don`t like it your clique get clapped<br>or I cock back just to throw flames<br>In case you got a urge to snitch and drop names<br>Leave you open minded nigga wit no brains<br>Shame.. your man was slippin I shot `em<br>Callin.. tellin my dog I got `em<br>Hit `em up top and work my way down bottom<br>Want it wit Mister Man? See nigga that`s a problem<br><br>(Chorus) - repeat `til fade