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Black wall street - The Game I Made You! Yes I Made You! Mr. Potatohead I Made You! I Made You! I Made You! I Made You! Mr. Potatohead I Made You! Theres no batteries in my back I show you niggas how I move (Move Echo) 50 ain't gangsta Lloyd Banks ain't gangsta Yayo ain't gangsta Young Buck, you know you ain't gangsta You at what you niggas made Ain't that a b**ch Created a monster Kicked me outta G-Unit Put me in converse Matter of fact give me a dick Just like Olivia so you can suck my sh*t Gimme a pen So I can be the hardest in the click Wind me up ni**a then gimme some lips So I can talk about ya faggot Niggas ain't no thugs While i'm at it tell Young Buck gimme some white gloves So I can cover my fingerprints in ya blood I need a get away car you can put it on dubs Make sure its got a stash for the 38 snub And a Banks album cuz thats where I got my buds Gimme muscles like 50 Gimme Yayo hands Gimme a collection plate for Ma$e fans Gimme some glasses so I can watch Mason dance Who movin? You singing? Ni**a gimme ya fans Gimme a tattoo tear Gimme some ears so i can hear police talkin when you disappear I made you I made you I made you I made you Mr. Potato Head I Made you Yes, I Made you Mr. Potato Head I Made you! I Made you I Made You! Mr. Potato Head I Made you! (You Echo) Theres no batteries in my back I show you niggas how I move. Yayo: And I'd like to thank game cuz hes mr potato head of the year, 'n' you kn.. a put together gangsta! Rolling through Connecticut In a stolen mini-van Stop at his house I don't see many men Matter of fact I don't see any men One plain clothed cop call him Lieutenant Dan Officer why ya man tryna beat up my fans? Makin me 5 times platinum wasnt part of his plan Same sh*t same snitch You know how it goes I smell a rat even if you take off my nose And i bet every quarter in your piggy bank Lloyd told N.Y.P.D. who got 50 shanked Next time when the lights go out I'm pulling a desert eagle when the knives come out Watch that man get ta tussling and the mice run out Don't gamble with ya life when my dice roll out I made you I made you I made you I made you I made you Mr Potato Head I Made you! Yes I Made you Mr Potato Head I Made you! I Made you! I Made You! Mr Potato Head I Made you! Theres no batteries in my back I show you Niggas how I move (Move Echo) 50 ain't gangsta Lloyd Banks ain't gangsta Yayo ain't gangsta Young Buck you know you ain't gangsta (Phat Rat talks) G-G-G-G-G.... NOT! You b**ch a** niggas Check this out man I'm not gonna be playing these mother f**king games Mr. Potato head now you wanna be a comedian ni**a This sh*t is R-E-A-L ni**a! Real ni**a Black wall street Wait wait Like I told you last time It's THE black wall street you b**ch a** ni**a And Oliv... Excuse me OLIVER! You punk mother f**ker I'm still taking heat from my niggas For looking at your mother f**kin' a** ni**a You somebodys son You b**ch a** Ni**a I'ma catch up to your a** ni**a Muscle mouth a** b**ch Thats alright though ni**a G-U-Not ni**a This is black wall street ni**a Tell me where you at Thats all we need to know ni**a Cus this is real ni**a This is the streets ni**a Brazil & Wilmington ni**a In case you didn't know ni**a Thats right in the heart of COMPTON You B**ch a** ni**a And Olivia Get that mother f**king lil' a** red Mother f**king shorts off your mother f**king a** on that video Everybody can you see your balls b**ch ' The f**k is wrong with you My Niggas know I tried to holla at your b**ch a** ni**a Ima f**k you up ni**a It's your fault 50 Snitch This is Phat Rat ni**a In case you forgot ni**a Double! Mr. Potatohead I Made You! I kill who is my enemy I don't give a f**k If you talk sh*t I make you a follower yeah You crack me up kid Your stupid I'm much more agile then ever Got more style so yo whatever Whatever Whatever (Echoes)