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Adidas Lyrics by Made Men

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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, knah mean
Thirty-three time, beat your mob like Adidas
Thirty-three time, beat your mob like Adidas
Lick some
What, what

[Verse 1: Havoc]
Hold it down blood while I do the street then cash front
Brains hang, 4-pound that's no thing
Mind yours, I find yours with the
Rest of the snitch niggas, we did this all good
Handle BI, stay doin' dirt, come on kid
It's all about the cash flow, niggas gotta live
Sip the Henny, stay up with chicks the bitches envy
Heavy on the neck, strictly Ice baby
And get it out your mind, you can never ever play me (Never play me)
Don't еven waste your time, my cliquе forever shine (Shine)
We waste out saved mills, make it foul
Keep it real, eat your plate now then chill
Smoke a stove, get dough, plan the scheme
Let it sit, watch the shit flow
I got to back me and my clique, just laughin' in it
We do it right while you niggas just wrappin' it
What happened kid, to your so called clique thug?
We ain't stoppin' till we see motherfuckin' blood
I know you feel me 'cause you know what the pound does
To the body and it ain't nothin' nice, 'cause
Check it, put this into your dope needle (What)
I know peoples (Who?), who owe peoples (What), know they know peoples (Yeah)
You know the game, never fair
Make the wrong move, yep, that ass is outta there
Quit fast on the streets, the weak never last
Survival of the fittest, play that ass like hash
Niggas didn't learn the streets 'cause they cut class
I took a course, no doubt you know a nigga pass
I'm still here, but on point like a motherfucker
And never keep my eyes off the next motherfucker
That's my motto and I live by, stick by
If you got drama nigga, better try (Yo, Wiseguy, yeah son)

[Chorus]
Yo, all day I dream about survivin', my three stripe niggas keep drivin'
My dangerous confrontation keeps some Wiseguy right (Uh-huh)
I learn from my mistakes, so now my plans hang tight (Ya)
So my niggas died, so much bloodshed in vein
My nigga can you feel my pain? I got zero understandin' (Keep it real)
And fuck who's your man 'cause after you he's next (Fuck that)
Sendin' [?] hollow point slugs through your Avirex

[Verse 2]
No doubt, same routine
Bridge Queens to the bean
Through the air, on the ground, aquamarine via submarine
Me and my Wiseguy Team, ahead full steam (Scheme)
Officially supreme (You knah mean?)
We settin' traps so you rats can't hide for (Nah)
[?] thieves front line never side ball
Top-line millimeter, not sidearm
And down the ride on you [?], we gots to ride on
Switch the left, squeeze, shoot a nigga southpaw
Bitch what now? Who the bigger outlaw?
You don't know? Better start recollectin'
I'm ejaculatin' bullets out my weapon
Still dick, nuttin' slugs in your mouthpiece (Yeah)
Pierce your heart from your head, gunnin' southeast
Hot ones that'll burn your whole anatomy
I leave you motherfuckers dead weight gravity (Uh, yeah)

[Verse 3]
Since the war's on, I'm goin' out with a vengeance
Dressed like black ninjas, me and my crew members
Wiseguys look in my eyes, I'm ready to die
But keep my gun high, just in case shells fly
When the heat is on, I get warm but stay calm
Ready to swarm, heavily armed to drop bombs
The weed smoke buggin' my brain, killin' the pain
Don't go against the grain or catch shells at close range
We pros at this, we don't miss, we cap twist
Leave you tied to a chair with no face and throw slate
You was warned, but now my troops storm and outfall
No time to ring the alarm, we done struck, your life's gone
In the midst of battle, we pull guns like shells travel
Nickel plate three pound with the six inch barrel
Put these in, heat-seekin' missiles for my pistols
Scarrin' tissue, sendin' the rockets out to get you (Get done kid)

[Chorus]
All day I dream about survivin', my three stripe niggas keep drivin' (No doubt)
My dangerous confrontation keeps some Wiseguy right
I learn from my mistakes, so now my plans hang tight (No doubt son)
So my niggas died, so much bloodshed in vein (All day)
My nigga can you feel my pain? I got zero understandin'
And fuck who's your man 'cause after you he's next
Sendin' [?] hollow point shells through your Avirex

[Outro]
Avirex, Avirex, Avirex
Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?
Straight through your Avirex
Avirex, hollow tips straigh through, yo
Avirex
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